| 作曲 : Dem Atlas | |
| There's rat poison in this isn't it? | |
| We're good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| You're perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom & Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| Ayo, gimme back my damn time | |
| Must i remind ya, she told me stop eatin' | |
| I told her to stop breathin' | |
| Both are unhappy | |
| And the idea of perfection | |
| Seem to be sappy, to both parties | |
| Cuz life is like a party right | |
| Sip bacardi right | |
| I can see us holdin' hands forever | |
| I can see us bein' friends for awhile | |
| When i see you i smile | |
| But then i look away and reminisce to myself | |
| Sometimes | |
| Be Aware Be Awake | |
| The grass is hiding snakes | |
| That'll bite off your head sometimes | |
| If you ain't aware or awake | |
| You must've been sleepin' | |
| You must've been dreamin' | |
| No there ain't no mistake | |
| You're perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom & Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| There's rat poison in this isn't it | |
| We're good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| We're locked in boxes with | |
| Toxins swirling around in your stomach | |
| Like semen, Sometimes angels lose their way | |
| She call him by his middle name | |
| Like they met a long time ago indeed they have | |
| But he can't recall | |
| Last time he heard her call him that | |
| I love you she say, i love you she say | |
| And i can't tell if she mean it | |
| So he ask her politely to please repeat it | |
| Because he disbelieving | |
| No one has ever loved the loveless the loneliest | |
| And she repeats it | |
| Void grows lonelier | |
| And troublesome whispers | |
| Alla sudden fall | |
| Into the abyss in which i crawl | |
| You're perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom & Jerry shit | |
| Shrug my shoulders i be Atlas | |
| I try to take on take on too much | |
| I can't handle | |
| There's rat poison in this isn't it |
| zuo qu : Dem Atlas | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it? | |
| We' re good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| Ayo, gimme back my damn time | |
| Must i remind ya, she told me stop eatin' | |
| I told her to stop breathin' | |
| Both are unhappy | |
| And the idea of perfection | |
| Seem to be sappy, to both parties | |
| Cuz life is like a party right | |
| Sip bacardi right | |
| I can see us holdin' hands forever | |
| I can see us bein' friends for awhile | |
| When i see you i smile | |
| But then i look away and reminisce to myself | |
| Sometimes | |
| Be Aware Be Awake | |
| The grass is hiding snakes | |
| That' ll bite off your head sometimes | |
| If you ain' t aware or awake | |
| You must' ve been sleepin' | |
| You must' ve been dreamin' | |
| No there ain' t no mistake | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it | |
| We' re good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| We' re locked in boxes with | |
| Toxins swirling around in your stomach | |
| Like semen, Sometimes angels lose their way | |
| She call him by his middle name | |
| Like they met a long time ago indeed they have | |
| But he can' t recall | |
| Last time he heard her call him that | |
| I love you she say, i love you she say | |
| And i can' t tell if she mean it | |
| So he ask her politely to please repeat it | |
| Because he disbelieving | |
| No one has ever loved the loveless the loneliest | |
| And she repeats it | |
| Void grows lonelier | |
| And troublesome whispers | |
| Alla sudden fall | |
| Into the abyss in which i crawl | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Shrug my shoulders i be Atlas | |
| I try to take on take on too much | |
| I can' t handle | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it |
| zuò qǔ : Dem Atlas | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it? | |
| We' re good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| Ayo, gimme back my damn time | |
| Must i remind ya, she told me stop eatin' | |
| I told her to stop breathin' | |
| Both are unhappy | |
| And the idea of perfection | |
| Seem to be sappy, to both parties | |
| Cuz life is like a party right | |
| Sip bacardi right | |
| I can see us holdin' hands forever | |
| I can see us bein' friends for awhile | |
| When i see you i smile | |
| But then i look away and reminisce to myself | |
| Sometimes | |
| Be Aware Be Awake | |
| The grass is hiding snakes | |
| That' ll bite off your head sometimes | |
| If you ain' t aware or awake | |
| You must' ve been sleepin' | |
| You must' ve been dreamin' | |
| No there ain' t no mistake | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Flick the ash off my cigarette and give it back | |
| To the Earth from whence it came | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it | |
| We' re good citizens they wanna kill us all | |
| Do us all in | |
| We' re locked in boxes with | |
| Toxins swirling around in your stomach | |
| Like semen, Sometimes angels lose their way | |
| She call him by his middle name | |
| Like they met a long time ago indeed they have | |
| But he can' t recall | |
| Last time he heard her call him that | |
| I love you she say, i love you she say | |
| And i can' t tell if she mean it | |
| So he ask her politely to please repeat it | |
| Because he disbelieving | |
| No one has ever loved the loveless the loneliest | |
| And she repeats it | |
| Void grows lonelier | |
| And troublesome whispers | |
| Alla sudden fall | |
| Into the abyss in which i crawl | |
| You' re perfect jus the way you are | |
| Nothin' outta the ordinary no Tom Jerry shit | |
| Shrug my shoulders i be Atlas | |
| I try to take on take on too much | |
| I can' t handle | |
| There' s rat poison in this isn' t it |