歌曲 | Dreaming of Throwing Up |
歌手 | A Wilhelm Scream |
专辑 | Mute Print |
作曲 : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me. | |
It says get off the fucking train, so | |
I jumped down. | |
These metaphors are for assholes, and | |
I'm not different. | |
I'll get to what | |
I mean, but slowly. | |
Roses and poetry; that's all you want to be? | |
It's not alive, and not dead. | |
It's looking for a reason to be. | |
Not alive, and not dead. | |
You give me goals impossible and | |
I get further from my own. | |
If these were lies then | |
I wouldn't be leaving. | |
You had to need me. | |
I tried this once before. | |
It's just as insulting. | |
What for? | |
It's not alive, and not dead. | |
Looking for a reason to be? | |
Can we find a balance, a medium? | |
My anger was a heavy weight you bore. | |
Now I'm balancing meteors. | |
I want to see you. | |
But not alive, and not dead. | |
Show me what you used to be. | |
I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me, because it was all a fucking dream. | |
A lie. I'm not alive, and | |
Iím not dead. | |
I just see my goals are impossible and | |
I get further from them all. | |
These mocking words. | |
We buried both. | |
What a world without you holds, | |
I had to know. |
zuò qǔ : Angelini, Levesque, Pereira ... | |
So I' m looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me. | |
It says get off the fucking train, so | |
I jumped down. | |
These metaphors are for assholes, and | |
I' m not different. | |
I' ll get to what | |
I mean, but slowly. | |
Roses and poetry that' s all you want to be? | |
It' s not alive, and not dead. | |
It' s looking for a reason to be. | |
Not alive, and not dead. | |
You give me goals impossible and | |
I get further from my own. | |
If these were lies then | |
I wouldn' t be leaving. | |
You had to need me. | |
I tried this once before. | |
It' s just as insulting. | |
What for? | |
It' s not alive, and not dead. | |
Looking for a reason to be? | |
Can we find a balance, a medium? | |
My anger was a heavy weight you bore. | |
Now I' m balancing meteors. | |
I want to see you. | |
But not alive, and not dead. | |
Show me what you used to be. | |
I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me, because it was all a fucking dream. | |
A lie. I' m not alive, and | |
Ií m not dead. | |
I just see my goals are impossible and | |
I get further from them all. | |
These mocking words. | |
We buried both. | |
What a world without you holds, | |
I had to know. |