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作曲 : Steve Mason/Kevin Miles/Matt James |
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You can feel every pulse of your blood, |
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Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should. |
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But nothing has been done |
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You rarely see the sun. |
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A house barely clean never could, |
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Bring yourself to rise, |
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For a life, fantasise, |
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Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes. |
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I can feel every twisted, dead bone, |
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But I have seen the city, |
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It's young, their hopes, |
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The town boys roaring by, |
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Sometime I wanna die. |
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Long to live, |
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Tell me why should I leave, |
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The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep? |
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So why do people bother? |
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I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER. |
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Everyone has a place, I know mine, |
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In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die. |
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The longing is long gone, |
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I'm boredom's latest son |
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Oh do you cry for a life ever spring? |
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Winter is a fading, and dim memory. |
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Go take what you have not, |
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And leave me here to rot. |
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I can feel every twisted, dead bone, |
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I have seen the city, |
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It's young, their hopes |
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The town boys roaring by, |
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Sometimes I wanna die. |
