歌曲 | Confessions Of A.D.D.D. |
歌手 | The Coral |
专辑 | Magic & Medicine |
作曲 : Skelly | |
On this here street where I do sit | |
Lives a man we can't forgive | |
His felony was jealousy | |
An impossible personality | |
And if you think it's you then let me know | |
He wasn't rich, he wasn't poor | |
Though how he longed for so much more | |
At night he dreamed of buccaneers | |
Pirate ships and privateers | |
And if you think it's you then let me know | |
His window was his favourite seat | |
For watching history repeat | |
Was he cursed or was he blessed | |
In the end well he confessed | |
And if you think it's you then let me know | |
This is what he said... | |
The warning signs | |
Are on my wall | |
There's no feelin' anymore | |
Has it always been like this? | |
Signed and sealed without a kiss | |
Well I know it's there | |
It's just something that I missed | |
And through the tears of madness | |
Souvenirs of sadness | |
Is all he sees, all he sees | |
So how do I begin to end this tale? | |
Of a time when all was well | |
And he'd laze on summer days | |
Down by the lake | |
Where the seagulls play | |
What a way | |
To waste his days | |
Who is to blame? | |
Have I been framed? | |
Who is to blame? | |
Have I been framed? | |
For the death of these days? |
zuò qǔ : Skelly | |
On this here street where I do sit | |
Lives a man we can' t forgive | |
His felony was jealousy | |
An impossible personality | |
And if you think it' s you then let me know | |
He wasn' t rich, he wasn' t poor | |
Though how he longed for so much more | |
At night he dreamed of buccaneers | |
Pirate ships and privateers | |
And if you think it' s you then let me know | |
His window was his favourite seat | |
For watching history repeat | |
Was he cursed or was he blessed | |
In the end well he confessed | |
And if you think it' s you then let me know | |
This is what he said... | |
The warning signs | |
Are on my wall | |
There' s no feelin' anymore | |
Has it always been like this? | |
Signed and sealed without a kiss | |
Well I know it' s there | |
It' s just something that I missed | |
And through the tears of madness | |
Souvenirs of sadness | |
Is all he sees, all he sees | |
So how do I begin to end this tale? | |
Of a time when all was well | |
And he' d laze on summer days | |
Down by the lake | |
Where the seagulls play | |
What a way | |
To waste his days | |
Who is to blame? | |
Have I been framed? | |
Who is to blame? | |
Have I been framed? | |
For the death of these days? |