歌曲 | The Last Song (feat. Everlast) |
歌手 | Slaine |
专辑 | A World With No Skies 2.0 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:26.21] | If this the last song I ever wrote |
[00:28.09] | If it were to be the night that these mother****ers murdered me |
[00:30.58] | If it were to be a car crash swerving into a Mercury |
[00:33.50] | Burgundy splash through the glass when sirens circle me |
[00:36.18] | I will be viewed as violent certainly |
[00:38.10] | Drug-addled so maybe I’ve only written the worst of me |
[00:41.32] | Maybe by me even writing these words I’m tempting the fates |
[00:43.95] | They come from the heart sent from a place |
[00:45.98] | I couldn’t find in my mind, I was blind, I was lost |
[00:48.56] | In a time warp when a mind walked from a sick scene on a sidewalk |
[00:51.54] | Full of suicide thoughts, full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought |
[00:55.74] | Like dope so we had to find things to cope |
[00:58.06] | Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap |
[01:00.53] | We ended up learning all about the cost of coke |
[01:03.08] | By the rope and seen some good folks lost from dope |
[01:05.51] | I can’t begin to begin, I’m just horrified |
[01:08.58] | You’re ? me ? this thing, you think it’s glorified |
[01:11.39] | I just hear the pendulum swing again and again |
[01:13.20] | The same song, broken dreams and dead friends |
[01:15.51] | I been where I been now I stand where I am |
[01:18.01] | As a man with a mic in his hand now goddamn |
[01:20.45] | Back holding the crack planet that’s covered with monkeys |
[01:23.01] | As I walk through the halls of recovering junkies |
[01:25.33] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[01:31.26] | I’d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[01:36.52] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[01:41.20] | I’ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[01:46.30] | Live your life, give your life |
[01:51.31] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[01:54.67] | Live your life, give your life |
[02:01.45] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[02:05.26] | If these the last words I ever spoke |
[02:06.82] | Would you listen closer? |
[02:07.69] | Would you close your eyes, envision what I’m supposed to be? |
[02:10.61] | Just a ghost of my boys that overdosed |
[02:12.29] | On crushed-up poison, crushed with the noise of the ocean |
[02:15.67] | Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra |
[02:17.48] | Before I had a cashed cheque or a poster |
[02:19.98] | Rode sofa to sofa clutching on the old toaster |
[02:22.61] | Writing on spray paper, grey days of cold culture |
[02:24.99] | Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it |
[02:27.37] | In a bad temper so I’m grabbing a ratchet |
[02:29.80] | Just to go along with it my stakes are high |
[02:32.24] | To the people this is the way that I say goodbye |
[02:34.31] | To my baby boy Terrance, parents so opposite |
[02:37.37] | Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets |
[02:39.99] | Just one thing little man you cannot forget |
[02:42.40] | If your will is real nobody else can stop the shit |
[02:45.35] | Shit I’m living proof, take a look and figure it |
[02:47.63] | I grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the shit |
[02:49.94] | But I had to box out this box and I live with it |
[02:52.36] | Boxed out of detox, they said I’m on some wigger shit |
[02:54.79] | Hated, they were racist so I was facing bigger shit |
[02:57.11] | Seen too many homies die just trying to dig a ditch |
[02:59.77] | I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes |
[03:02.04] | I became smarter but y’all returned to ignorant |
[03:04.44] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[03:10.05] | I’d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[03:15.03] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[03:20.03] | I’ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[03:25.53] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:30.28] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[03:35.34] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:40.47] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[00:26.21] | If this the last song I ever wrote |
[00:28.09] | If it were to be the night that these mother ers murdered me |
[00:30.58] | If it were to be a car crash swerving into a Mercury |
[00:33.50] | Burgundy splash through the glass when sirens circle me |
[00:36.18] | I will be viewed as violent certainly |
[00:38.10] | Drugaddled so maybe I' ve only written the worst of me |
[00:41.32] | Maybe by me even writing these words I' m tempting the fates |
[00:43.95] | They come from the heart sent from a place |
[00:45.98] | I couldn' t find in my mind, I was blind, I was lost |
[00:48.56] | In a time warp when a mind walked from a sick scene on a sidewalk |
[00:51.54] | Full of suicide thoughts, full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought |
[00:55.74] | Like dope so we had to find things to cope |
[00:58.06] | Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap |
[01:00.53] | We ended up learning all about the cost of coke |
[01:03.08] | By the rope and seen some good folks lost from dope |
[01:05.51] | I can' t begin to begin, I' m just horrified |
[01:08.58] | You' re ? me ? this thing, you think it' s glorified |
[01:11.39] | I just hear the pendulum swing again and again |
[01:13.20] | The same song, broken dreams and dead friends |
[01:15.51] | I been where I been now I stand where I am |
[01:18.01] | As a man with a mic in his hand now goddamn |
[01:20.45] | Back holding the crack planet that' s covered with monkeys |
[01:23.01] | As I walk through the halls of recovering junkies |
[01:25.33] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[01:31.26] | I' d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[01:36.52] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[01:41.20] | I' ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[01:46.30] | Live your life, give your life |
[01:51.31] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[01:54.67] | Live your life, give your life |
[02:01.45] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[02:05.26] | If these the last words I ever spoke |
[02:06.82] | Would you listen closer? |
[02:07.69] | Would you close your eyes, envision what I' m supposed to be? |
[02:10.61] | Just a ghost of my boys that overdosed |
[02:12.29] | On crushedup poison, crushed with the noise of the ocean |
[02:15.67] | Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra |
[02:17.48] | Before I had a cashed cheque or a poster |
[02:19.98] | Rode sofa to sofa clutching on the old toaster |
[02:22.61] | Writing on spray paper, grey days of cold culture |
[02:24.99] | Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it |
[02:27.37] | In a bad temper so I' m grabbing a ratchet |
[02:29.80] | Just to go along with it my stakes are high |
[02:32.24] | To the people this is the way that I say goodbye |
[02:34.31] | To my baby boy Terrance, parents so opposite |
[02:37.37] | Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets |
[02:39.99] | Just one thing little man you cannot forget |
[02:42.40] | If your will is real nobody else can stop the shit |
[02:45.35] | Shit I' m living proof, take a look and figure it |
[02:47.63] | I grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the shit |
[02:49.94] | But I had to box out this box and I live with it |
[02:52.36] | Boxed out of detox, they said I' m on some wigger shit |
[02:54.79] | Hated, they were racist so I was facing bigger shit |
[02:57.11] | Seen too many homies die just trying to dig a ditch |
[02:59.77] | I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes |
[03:02.04] | I became smarter but y' all returned to ignorant |
[03:04.44] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[03:10.05] | I' d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[03:15.03] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[03:20.03] | I' ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[03:25.53] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:30.28] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[03:35.34] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:40.47] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[00:26.21] | If this the last song I ever wrote |
[00:28.09] | If it were to be the night that these mother ers murdered me |
[00:30.58] | If it were to be a car crash swerving into a Mercury |
[00:33.50] | Burgundy splash through the glass when sirens circle me |
[00:36.18] | I will be viewed as violent certainly |
[00:38.10] | Drugaddled so maybe I' ve only written the worst of me |
[00:41.32] | Maybe by me even writing these words I' m tempting the fates |
[00:43.95] | They come from the heart sent from a place |
[00:45.98] | I couldn' t find in my mind, I was blind, I was lost |
[00:48.56] | In a time warp when a mind walked from a sick scene on a sidewalk |
[00:51.54] | Full of suicide thoughts, full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought |
[00:55.74] | Like dope so we had to find things to cope |
[00:58.06] | Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap |
[01:00.53] | We ended up learning all about the cost of coke |
[01:03.08] | By the rope and seen some good folks lost from dope |
[01:05.51] | I can' t begin to begin, I' m just horrified |
[01:08.58] | You' re ? me ? this thing, you think it' s glorified |
[01:11.39] | I just hear the pendulum swing again and again |
[01:13.20] | The same song, broken dreams and dead friends |
[01:15.51] | I been where I been now I stand where I am |
[01:18.01] | As a man with a mic in his hand now goddamn |
[01:20.45] | Back holding the crack planet that' s covered with monkeys |
[01:23.01] | As I walk through the halls of recovering junkies |
[01:25.33] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[01:31.26] | I' d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[01:36.52] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[01:41.20] | I' ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[01:46.30] | Live your life, give your life |
[01:51.31] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[01:54.67] | Live your life, give your life |
[02:01.45] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[02:05.26] | If these the last words I ever spoke |
[02:06.82] | Would you listen closer? |
[02:07.69] | Would you close your eyes, envision what I' m supposed to be? |
[02:10.61] | Just a ghost of my boys that overdosed |
[02:12.29] | On crushedup poison, crushed with the noise of the ocean |
[02:15.67] | Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra |
[02:17.48] | Before I had a cashed cheque or a poster |
[02:19.98] | Rode sofa to sofa clutching on the old toaster |
[02:22.61] | Writing on spray paper, grey days of cold culture |
[02:24.99] | Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it |
[02:27.37] | In a bad temper so I' m grabbing a ratchet |
[02:29.80] | Just to go along with it my stakes are high |
[02:32.24] | To the people this is the way that I say goodbye |
[02:34.31] | To my baby boy Terrance, parents so opposite |
[02:37.37] | Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets |
[02:39.99] | Just one thing little man you cannot forget |
[02:42.40] | If your will is real nobody else can stop the shit |
[02:45.35] | Shit I' m living proof, take a look and figure it |
[02:47.63] | I grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the shit |
[02:49.94] | But I had to box out this box and I live with it |
[02:52.36] | Boxed out of detox, they said I' m on some wigger shit |
[02:54.79] | Hated, they were racist so I was facing bigger shit |
[02:57.11] | Seen too many homies die just trying to dig a ditch |
[02:59.77] | I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes |
[03:02.04] | I became smarter but y' all returned to ignorant |
[03:04.44] | If this was the last song I ever wrote |
[03:10.05] | I' d tell you to grab it by the throat |
[03:15.03] | If this is the last song I ever write |
[03:20.03] | I' ll tell you to stand back up and fight |
[03:25.53] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:30.28] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[03:35.34] | Live your life, give your life |
[03:40.47] | Stand up and fight, young man |
[00:26.21] | 若这首歌是我写的最后一首歌 |
[00:28.09] | 若今晚那些混蛋就谋杀我 |
[00:30.58] | 若有一场车祸,飞转向水星 |
[00:33.50] | 红酒从杯中溅出,塞壬围绕着我 |
[00:36.18] | 我一定会被视为暴力分子 |
[00:38.10] | 嗑药太多,可能我只写下了最糟的我 |
[00:41.32] | 也许通过我写这些话,让我能够试探命运 |
[00:43.95] | 它们从内心流露,寄向一个地方 |
[00:45.98] | 我意识已混乱,我已盲目,我已迷失 |
[00:48.56] | 在时间隧道中,当一个念头从病态场景中的道路走出来 |
[00:51.54] | 充斥着自杀的念头,充斥着你与我带来的错误的梦想和希望 |
[00:55.74] | 如同嗑药,我们总想着找个东西对付 |
[00:58.06] | 被尘土覆盖才结束,未被肥皂清洗 |
[01:00.53] | 我们从可卡~的花费上已学到了教训 |
[01:03.08] | 从看见那些好人因嗑药而迷失中学到教训 |
[01:05.51] | 我无法开始,我只是害怕 |
[01:08.58] | 你看我在写这些东西,你以为很光荣吗 |
[01:11.39] | 我只能听到钟摆不停摇着,摇着 |
[01:13.20] | 同样的歌,同样的碎梦与死去的朋友 |
[01:15.51] | 我经历了我现在所经历的,我站在我现在所站的地方 |
[01:18.01] | 作为一个手中拿着麦克风的男人,而现在,真该死 |
[01:20.45] | 当我走过康复中的瘾君子们的大厅时 |
[01:23.01] | 还隐瞒着一个嗑药星球,上面充满着猴子 |
[01:25.33] | 若这首歌是我写的最后一首歌 |
[01:31.26] | 我想告诉你请用喉咙唱出 |
[01:36.52] | 若这首歌是我写的最后一首歌 |
[01:41.20] | 我会告诉你请站起来反抗 |
[01:46.30] | 过好你的生活,奉献你的生命 |
[01:51.31] | 站起来反抗,年轻人 |
[01:54.67] | 过好你的生活,奉献你的生命 |
[02:01.45] | 站起来反抗,年轻人 |
[02:05.26] | 如果这是我说的最后几个字 |
[02:06.82] | 你们更认真听吗? |
[02:07.69] | 你们会闭上眼睛,想象我可能会变成什么样吗? |
[02:10.61] | 只是我孩子们脑中那嗑药过量的亡灵 |
[02:12.29] | 磕着碾碎的毒,被汪洋的噪音碾碎 |
[02:15.67] | 在Affleck 或Coka Nostra(黑手党)之前 |
[02:17.48] | 在我还有支票或海报之前 |
[02:19.98] | 坐在沙发上到沙发上紧抓着旧的手枪 |
[02:22.61] | 在纸上写着,冷门的文化,灰暗的日子 |
[02:24.99] | 魔鬼得了溃疡,并相配的习惯 |
[02:27.37] | 脾气很坏,所以我抓起了个棘刺 |
[02:29.80] | 就这样配合着它,我的赌注很高 |
[02:32.24] | 对人们来说这就是我说再见的方式 |
[02:34.31] | 对我的宝贝儿子Terrance和家人来说却相反 |
[02:37.37] | 要和妈妈一样聪明,要和爸爸一样热烈 |
[02:39.99] | 就这个小家伙你无法忘记 |
[02:42.40] | 如果你的意志坚定,那无人可以阻挡你 |
[02:45.35] | 我就是最好的证明,看一眼你便可知 |
[02:47.63] | 我在矛盾中成长,还是无法原谅那些破事 |
[02:49.94] | 但我得破盒而出,并且与其一起生活 |
[02:52.36] | 离开戒毒所,他们说我是模仿黑人的白人 |
[02:54.79] | 恨过,他们是种族主义者,所以我面对的是更大的问题 |
[02:57.11] | 看过太多兄弟死去,只想解解闷 |
[02:59.77] | 我燃着香烟,将我的人生哲学化 |
[03:02.04] | 我变得更聪明,而你们却回归无知 |
[03:04.44] | 若这首歌是我写的最后一首歌 |
[03:10.05] | 我想告诉你请用喉咙唱出 |
[03:15.03] | 若这首歌是我写的最后一首歌 |
[03:20.03] | 我会告诉你请站起来反抗 |
[03:25.53] | 过好你的生活,奉献你的生命 |
[03:30.28] | 站起来反抗,年轻人 |
[03:35.34] | 过好你的生活,奉献你的生命 |
[03:40.47] | 站起来反抗,年轻人 |