歌曲 | Redefine |
歌手 | Incubus |
专辑 | S.C.I.E.N.C.E. |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Boyd, Einziger, Katunich ... | |
Imagine your brain as a | |
Canister filled with ink | |
Yeah, now think of your body | |
As the pen where the ink resides | |
Fuse the two, kapok | |
What are you now? | |
You're the human magic marker, won't you | |
Please surprise my eyes? | |
It's in your nature | |
You can paint whatever picture | |
You like no matter what | |
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight | |
So modify this third rock from the sun | |
By painting myriads of pictures | |
With the colors of one | |
I'm sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I'm uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I'm sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I'm uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
Picture the scene | |
Where whatever you thought | |
Would, in the blink of an eye | |
Manifest and become illustrated | |
You'd be sure man that every | |
Line drawn reflected | |
A life that you loved | |
Not an existence that you hated | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can't get it straight? | |
We've painted a picture | |
Now we're drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out | |
I'm sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I'm uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I'm sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I'm uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
RedefineI'm sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I'm uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can't get it straight? | |
We've painted a picture | |
Now we're drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it's about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out |
zuo ci : Boyd, Einziger, Katunich ... | |
Imagine your brain as a | |
Canister filled with ink | |
Yeah, now think of your body | |
As the pen where the ink resides | |
Fuse the two, kapok | |
What are you now? | |
You' re the human magic marker, won' t you | |
Please surprise my eyes? | |
It' s in your nature | |
You can paint whatever picture | |
You like no matter what | |
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight | |
So modify this third rock from the sun | |
By painting myriads of pictures | |
With the colors of one | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
Picture the scene | |
Where whatever you thought | |
Would, in the blink of an eye | |
Manifest and become illustrated | |
You' d be sure man that every | |
Line drawn reflected | |
A life that you loved | |
Not an existence that you hated | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can' t get it straight? | |
We' ve painted a picture | |
Now we' re drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it' s about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
RedefineI' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can' t get it straight? | |
We' ve painted a picture | |
Now we' re drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it' s about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out |
zuò cí : Boyd, Einziger, Katunich ... | |
Imagine your brain as a | |
Canister filled with ink | |
Yeah, now think of your body | |
As the pen where the ink resides | |
Fuse the two, kapok | |
What are you now? | |
You' re the human magic marker, won' t you | |
Please surprise my eyes? | |
It' s in your nature | |
You can paint whatever picture | |
You like no matter what | |
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight | |
So modify this third rock from the sun | |
By painting myriads of pictures | |
With the colors of one | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
Picture the scene | |
Where whatever you thought | |
Would, in the blink of an eye | |
Manifest and become illustrated | |
You' d be sure man that every | |
Line drawn reflected | |
A life that you loved | |
Not an existence that you hated | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can' t get it straight? | |
We' ve painted a picture | |
Now we' re drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it' s about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
I' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
What, what | |
RedefineI' m sick of painting in black and white | |
My pen is dry, now | |
I' m uptight | |
So sick of limiting myself | |
To fit your definition | |
So, must we demonstrate that | |
We can' t get it straight? | |
We' ve painted a picture | |
Now we' re drowning in paint | |
Lets figure out what the fuck it' s about | |
Before the picture we painted | |
Chews us up and spits us out |