| 作词 : Alessia Lee | |
| 作曲 : Katie Girling-Weeks/Alessia Lee | |
| a lost cause | |
| liner deep | |
| a heart sunk | |
| a voice meek | |
| a lost cause | |
| for reprieve | |
| cue backlash | |
| for lands cleaved | |
| a sharp peak in history | |
| up in arms as we abruptly devolve | |
| dismayed, overcome by disunity | |
| motivations arbitrary for arbitrary goals | |
| staunch to a nation romanticised | |
| fuel the crass undermining and bold | |
| giddy with pride, and empty impulses | |
| with that ego, one ought to only answer to one’s own | |
| take back the power, relive our salad days and other such sentiments devoid | |
| brags of subversion barked insistently | |
| will further substantiate this unsettling divide | |
| the gravy train has ceased declare the stagnant few | |
| smug with their slim victory to boot | |
| no foresight for implications imminent | |
| splinter any guise of solidarity, set up to exclude |
| zuo ci : Alessia Lee | |
| zuo qu : Katie GirlingWeeks Alessia Lee | |
| a lost cause | |
| liner deep | |
| a heart sunk | |
| a voice meek | |
| a lost cause | |
| for reprieve | |
| cue backlash | |
| for lands cleaved | |
| a sharp peak in history | |
| up in arms as we abruptly devolve | |
| dismayed, overcome by disunity | |
| motivations arbitrary for arbitrary goals | |
| staunch to a nation romanticised | |
| fuel the crass undermining and bold | |
| giddy with pride, and empty impulses | |
| with that ego, one ought to only answer to one' s own | |
| take back the power, relive our salad days and other such sentiments devoid | |
| brags of subversion barked insistently | |
| will further substantiate this unsettling divide | |
| the gravy train has ceased declare the stagnant few | |
| smug with their slim victory to boot | |
| no foresight for implications imminent | |
| splinter any guise of solidarity, set up to exclude |
| zuò cí : Alessia Lee | |
| zuò qǔ : Katie GirlingWeeks Alessia Lee | |
| a lost cause | |
| liner deep | |
| a heart sunk | |
| a voice meek | |
| a lost cause | |
| for reprieve | |
| cue backlash | |
| for lands cleaved | |
| a sharp peak in history | |
| up in arms as we abruptly devolve | |
| dismayed, overcome by disunity | |
| motivations arbitrary for arbitrary goals | |
| staunch to a nation romanticised | |
| fuel the crass undermining and bold | |
| giddy with pride, and empty impulses | |
| with that ego, one ought to only answer to one' s own | |
| take back the power, relive our salad days and other such sentiments devoid | |
| brags of subversion barked insistently | |
| will further substantiate this unsettling divide | |
| the gravy train has ceased declare the stagnant few | |
| smug with their slim victory to boot | |
| no foresight for implications imminent | |
| splinter any guise of solidarity, set up to exclude |