歌曲 | Chlorpromazine |
歌手 | The Agonist |
专辑 | Lullabies For The Dormant Mind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Agonist | |
I awoke to a complex chemistry. | |
So, I went to a neuro-surgeon inquisitively to see what she could see. | |
But she knows only what she's taught so | |
I turned to a | |
Tree to see what he thought. | |
And he asked: “ | |
When does three equal plus one?†| |
The answer is | |
Birth -- Life's creation. | |
Then suddenly flames rushed past. | |
Green turned to black, and life turned to ash. | |
Because I believe in everything, | |
I'm convinced of nothing. | |
United we ran -- divided we crawl. | |
It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. | |
Marry hope and fear, invent a colour. | |
And so, it's gone as quickly as it came. | |
Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and , thus, was born in a cloud above. | |
But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one. | |
In harmony with gravity always bringing everything down. | |
Tear out your mother tongue chlorpromazine incursion -- the rights of the voiceless will be revealed. | |
Flesh is food and bone is stone. | |
A grey-matter cause for inner demons' microphones. | |
Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. | |
A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. | |
Logic's tough but brains are sweet, we've served our sup for the demons to feed. | |
Projected self loathsome apathy redefines reality. | |
Paranoid self-victimization in a cage of skin; rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice. |
zuo qu : Agonist | |
I awoke to a complex chemistry. | |
So, I went to a neurosurgeon inquisitively to see what she could see. | |
But she knows only what she' s taught so | |
I turned to a | |
Tree to see what he thought. | |
And he asked: | |
When does three equal plus one? | |
The answer is | |
Birth Life' s creation. | |
Then suddenly flames rushed past. | |
Green turned to black, and life turned to ash. | |
Because I believe in everything, | |
I' m convinced of nothing. | |
United we ran divided we crawl. | |
It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. | |
Marry hope and fear, invent a colour. | |
And so, it' s gone as quickly as it came. | |
Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and , thus, was born in a cloud above. | |
But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one. | |
In harmony with gravity always bringing everything down. | |
Tear out your mother tongue chlorpromazine incursion the rights of the voiceless will be revealed. | |
Flesh is food and bone is stone. | |
A greymatter cause for inner demons' microphones. | |
Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. | |
A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. | |
Logic' s tough but brains are sweet, we' ve served our sup for the demons to feed. | |
Projected self loathsome apathy redefines reality. | |
Paranoid selfvictimization in a cage of skin rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice. |
zuò qǔ : Agonist | |
I awoke to a complex chemistry. | |
So, I went to a neurosurgeon inquisitively to see what she could see. | |
But she knows only what she' s taught so | |
I turned to a | |
Tree to see what he thought. | |
And he asked: | |
When does three equal plus one? | |
The answer is | |
Birth Life' s creation. | |
Then suddenly flames rushed past. | |
Green turned to black, and life turned to ash. | |
Because I believe in everything, | |
I' m convinced of nothing. | |
United we ran divided we crawl. | |
It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. | |
Marry hope and fear, invent a colour. | |
And so, it' s gone as quickly as it came. | |
Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and , thus, was born in a cloud above. | |
But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one. | |
In harmony with gravity always bringing everything down. | |
Tear out your mother tongue chlorpromazine incursion the rights of the voiceless will be revealed. | |
Flesh is food and bone is stone. | |
A greymatter cause for inner demons' microphones. | |
Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. | |
A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. | |
Logic' s tough but brains are sweet, we' ve served our sup for the demons to feed. | |
Projected self loathsome apathy redefines reality. | |
Paranoid selfvictimization in a cage of skin rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice. |