| 作词 : Mark Zito | |
| 作曲 : Mark Zito | |
| Stick it in your suitcase pondering, | |
| Running circles round yourself, | |
| You’ve covered up your real face, | |
| Sheltered it inside. | |
| Re-engage your force field suddenly, | |
| Acting like you’re someone else, | |
| Do you even feel pain, | |
| Do you even try? | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there’s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| Fixate on the thought you’re living in, | |
| So broken that you fool yourself, | |
| Was I supposed to refrain, | |
| I’m stuck inside your silence. | |
| I can see your conscience slip away, | |
| Perishing inside your shell, | |
| Will you ever see straight, | |
| And do you even mind. | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there’s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there’s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| You’ve gotta get back up somehow, | |
| You’ve gotta fix yourself somehow. |
| zuo ci : Mark Zito | |
| zuo qu : Mark Zito | |
| Stick it in your suitcase pondering, | |
| Running circles round yourself, | |
| You' ve covered up your real face, | |
| Sheltered it inside. | |
| Reengage your force field suddenly, | |
| Acting like you' re someone else, | |
| Do you even feel pain, | |
| Do you even try? | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| Fixate on the thought you' re living in, | |
| So broken that you fool yourself, | |
| Was I supposed to refrain, | |
| I' m stuck inside your silence. | |
| I can see your conscience slip away, | |
| Perishing inside your shell, | |
| Will you ever see straight, | |
| And do you even mind. | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| You' ve gotta get back up somehow, | |
| You' ve gotta fix yourself somehow. |
| zuò cí : Mark Zito | |
| zuò qǔ : Mark Zito | |
| Stick it in your suitcase pondering, | |
| Running circles round yourself, | |
| You' ve covered up your real face, | |
| Sheltered it inside. | |
| Reengage your force field suddenly, | |
| Acting like you' re someone else, | |
| Do you even feel pain, | |
| Do you even try? | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| Fixate on the thought you' re living in, | |
| So broken that you fool yourself, | |
| Was I supposed to refrain, | |
| I' m stuck inside your silence. | |
| I can see your conscience slip away, | |
| Perishing inside your shell, | |
| Will you ever see straight, | |
| And do you even mind. | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| See your sins divide, | |
| Feel your soul unwind | |
| Speak until there' s silence, | |
| Speak no other lies | |
| You' ve gotta get back up somehow, | |
| You' ve gotta fix yourself somehow. |