歌曲 | fuck, dantooine is big |
歌手 | Marietta |
专辑 | summer death |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Benjamin Johnson |
[00:03.748] | "I wanted to ask you something because you're a doctor, right…" |
[00:05.264] | "Yeah" |
[00:09.208] | "I don't like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
[00:20.963] | "Barry, I'm a dentist." |
[00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
[00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
[00:33.319] | That I'm none of his concern |
[00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
[00:42.906] | Maybe someday I'll be okay, (or) fit for release |
[00:53.590] | But don't hold your breath |
[00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
[01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
[01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of **** |
[01:16.108] | Well I'm done, so convince someone else |
[01:22.900] | |
[01:28.359] | They're functionless |
[01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:42.674] | They're functionless |
[01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I'm not worthless |
[02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it; |
[02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
[02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I'm awake feelin' nostalgic; |
[02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
[02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
[02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
[02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
[02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
[03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
[03:15.592] | |
[03:57.048] | We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
[03:58.929] | We're all fed up inside our graves |
[04:00.784] | We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
[04:02.795] | We're all fed up inside our graves |
[04:05.146] | No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't |
[04:09.378] | Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up |
[04:13.923] | No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't |
[04:18.364] | Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up |
[04:22.465] | (We'll make it out, it's been too many days |
[04:22.779] | We're all fed up inside our graves) |
[04:32.340] | I've got my head back |
[04:45.531] | I've got (one-two-three-four) |
[04:49.711] | I've got my head back, again |
[05:01.074] | |
[05:10.609] | I'm thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
[05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
[05:27.719] | When you're alone eatin' your own throat |
[05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
[05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
[05:40.180] | Telling you "We'll be right back." |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Benjamin Johnson |
[00:03.748] | " I wanted to ask you something because you' re a doctor, right" |
[00:05.264] | " Yeah" |
[00:09.208] | " I don' t like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
[00:20.963] | " Barry, I' m a dentist." |
[00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
[00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
[00:33.319] | That I' m none of his concern |
[00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
[00:42.906] | Maybe someday I' ll be okay, or fit for release |
[00:53.590] | But don' t hold your breath |
[00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
[01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
[01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of |
[01:16.108] | Well I' m done, so convince someone else |
[01:22.900] | |
[01:28.359] | They' re functionless |
[01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:42.674] | They' re functionless |
[01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I' m not worthless |
[02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it |
[02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
[02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I' m awake feelin' nostalgic |
[02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
[02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
[02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
[02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
[02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
[03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
[03:15.592] | |
[03:57.048] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[03:58.929] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:00.784] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[04:02.795] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:05.146] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
[04:09.378] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
[04:13.923] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
[04:18.364] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
[04:22.465] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[04:22.779] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:32.340] | I' ve got my head back |
[04:45.531] | I' ve got onetwothreefour |
[04:49.711] | I' ve got my head back, again |
[05:01.074] | |
[05:10.609] | I' m thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
[05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
[05:27.719] | When you' re alone eatin' your own throat |
[05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
[05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
[05:40.180] | Telling you " We' ll be right back." |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Benjamin Johnson |
[00:03.748] | " I wanted to ask you something because you' re a doctor, right" |
[00:05.264] | " Yeah" |
[00:09.208] | " I don' t like myself sometimes. Can you help me?" |
[00:20.963] | " Barry, I' m a dentist." |
[00:23.784] | Get to the church light |
[00:27.572] | I need to reaffirm with God |
[00:33.319] | That I' m none of his concern |
[00:39.066] | Leave me in therapy |
[00:42.906] | Maybe someday I' ll be okay, or fit for release |
[00:53.590] | But don' t hold your breath |
[00:58.057] | Misguided notions of what I do best |
[01:03.125] | Come to mind, leading me to see |
[01:10.857] | Nothing except the back of that formal piece of |
[01:16.108] | Well I' m done, so convince someone else |
[01:22.900] | |
[01:28.359] | They' re functionless |
[01:35.543] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:42.674] | They' re functionless |
[01:49.962] | Every part of a made up mess |
[01:56.049] | And if doc says today that I' m not worthless |
[02:00.464] | I bet that I can finally prove it |
[02:04.382] | Those fingernails are growin' into my skin |
[02:11.017] | Trembling like a headache, I' m awake feelin' nostalgic |
[02:18.096] | Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin' |
[02:30.400] | I hope I sleep tonight |
[02:35.912] | And I hope you keep fiendin' |
[02:41.424] | Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest |
[02:53.597] | Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk |
[03:03.419] | Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb |
[03:15.592] | |
[03:57.048] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[03:58.929] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:00.784] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[04:02.795] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:05.146] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
[04:09.378] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
[04:13.923] | No we won' t, I' ve tried enough to know we won' t |
[04:18.364] | Give it up, I' ve tried enough so give it up |
[04:22.465] | We' ll make it out, it' s been too many days |
[04:22.779] | We' re all fed up inside our graves |
[04:32.340] | I' ve got my head back |
[04:45.531] | I' ve got onetwothreefour |
[04:49.711] | I' ve got my head back, again |
[05:01.074] | |
[05:10.609] | I' m thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests |
[05:19.125] | Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west |
[05:27.719] | When you' re alone eatin' your own throat |
[05:31.611] | Does it hurt, this much to laugh? |
[05:36.131] | Talking to yourself and made up names |
[05:40.180] | Telling you " We' ll be right back." |
[00:03.748] | “我想问你一件事,你是医生,对吧……” |
[00:05.264] | “是的。” |
[00:09.208] | “有时候我不喜欢自己。你能帮我吗?” |
[00:20.963] | “巴里,我是个牙医。” |
[00:23.784] | 在教堂的灯光下 |
[00:27.572] | 我要向上帝重申 |
[00:33.319] | 我与他毫无关系 |
[00:39.066] | 让我接受治疗吧 |
[00:42.906] | 也许有一天我会好起来,(或者)可以解脱了 |
[00:53.590] | 但是不要抱太大希望 |
[00:58.057] | 一些关于我已经尽力了的错误想法 |
[01:03.125] | 浮现在我脑海里,使我看不到 |
[01:10.857] | 除了那堆狗屎以外的东西 |
[01:16.108] | 好吧,我受够了,那就去说服别人吧 |
[01:28.359] | 它们什么用也没有 |
[01:35.543] | 每一部分都是乱七八糟的 |
[01:42.674] | 它们什么用也没有 |
[01:49.962] | 每一部分都是乱七八糟的 |
[01:56.049] | 要是医生今天说我并非毫无可取之处 |
[02:00.464] | 我敢打赌我一定能证明这一点 |
[02:04.382] | 指甲长到我的皮肤里了 |
[02:11.017] | 像头痛一样颤抖着,带着怀旧的思绪醒来 |
[02:18.096] | 那副眼镜知道我的脑袋还在喋喋不休 |
[02:30.400] | 我希望今晚能睡着 |
[02:35.912] | 我也希望你能永葆热忱 |
[02:41.424] | 在那红白相间的血色中,悲惨的死亡撞击着你的胸膛 |
[02:53.597] | 洗刷掉任何正常血液的痕迹,让手指感觉像喝醉了一样 |
[03:03.419] | 抹去了所有的希望,余生就不会那么麻木了 |
[03:57.048] | 我们会成功的,都过去那么久了 |
[03:58.929] | 我们都受够了在坟墓里沉睡 |
[04:00.784] | 我们会成功的,都过去那么久了 |
[04:02.795] | 我们都受够了在坟墓里沉睡 |
[04:05.146] | 不,我们不会成功的,我知道我们不会的 |
[04:09.378] | 放弃吧,我已经尝试得够多了,放弃吧 |
[04:13.923] | 不,我们不会成功的,我知道我们不会的 |
[04:18.364] | 放弃吧,我已经尝试得够多了,放弃吧 |
[04:22.465] | 我们会成功的,都过去那么久了 |
[04:22.779] | 我们都受够了在坟墓里沉睡 |
[04:32.340] | 我的头又回来了 |
[04:45.531] | 回来了(一-二-三-四) |
[04:49.711] | 我的头又回来了,又回来了 |
[05:10.609] | 我想起了那时,每个人都冲我们喊,别再那么讨人嫌了 |
[05:19.125] | 安迪在外面看着自己的家,亚历克斯搬到了西部 |
[05:27.719] | 你独自一人哽噎着的时候 |
[05:31.611] | 笑起来就那么痛苦吗? |
[05:36.131] | 你自言自语,编造着一些名字 |
[05:40.180] | 他们跟你说"我们马上就会回来啦" |