| 歌曲 | Sydney |
| 歌手 | Adams |
| 歌手 | Parker |
| 专辑 | Kontor Festival Sounds The Opening Season 2014 |
| Vocal：Halifax | |
| So tell me now, what do I have to do | |
| To say things that will get through to you | |
| I'll cross my fingers and I'll pray for you | |
| To somehow see this site | |
| Call me more convinced. | |
| Say there's a way to cure this loneliness | |
| With common sense | |
| If I could be anything, I would be medication for you | |
| And everything that you've done wrong | |
| If I could be anything, I would be one medal of honor | |
| For you and everything that you've done right | |
| Call me pathetic, call me what you will | |
| Just please don't leave my side | |
| You're so medicated, | |
| You don't even remember my name | |
| Or I'll bite my fingernails until it hurts no more | |
| To dig you out | |
| Today, a walk to forget, | |
| I'd rather open up this casket, and jump inside | |
| Sleep under the stars, with you tonight | |
| I'd rather be below, than ever be without you | |
| Your funeral can make it hard to breathe, they're few | |
| And far between | |
| The days are seeming shorter, these nights seem so much longer | |
| I'm laying here when I should be there with you |
| Vocal: Halifax | |
| So tell me now, what do I have to do | |
| To say things that will get through to you | |
| I' ll cross my fingers and I' ll pray for you | |
| To somehow see this site | |
| Call me more convinced. | |
| Say there' s a way to cure this loneliness | |
| With common sense | |
| If I could be anything, I would be medication for you | |
| And everything that you' ve done wrong | |
| If I could be anything, I would be one medal of honor | |
| For you and everything that you' ve done right | |
| Call me pathetic, call me what you will | |
| Just please don' t leave my side | |
| You' re so medicated, | |
| You don' t even remember my name | |
| Or I' ll bite my fingernails until it hurts no more | |
| To dig you out | |
| Today, a walk to forget, | |
| I' d rather open up this casket, and jump inside | |
| Sleep under the stars, with you tonight | |
| I' d rather be below, than ever be without you | |
| Your funeral can make it hard to breathe, they' re few | |
| And far between | |
| The days are seeming shorter, these nights seem so much longer | |
| I' m laying here when I should be there with you |