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作词 : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
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Wherever you go I will be carcass |
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Whatever you see will be rotting flesh |
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Humanity recovered, glittering etiquette |
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Answers her crimes with mausoleum rent |
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Regained your self-control |
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And regained your self-esteem |
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And blind your success inspires |
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And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
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Never knowin' what you hoped for |
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And safe and warm but life is so silent |
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For the victims who have no speech |
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In their shapeless guilty remorse |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Your meanin', your meanin' |
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No birds, no birds |
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The sky is swollen black |
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No birds, no birds |
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Holy mass of dead insect |
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Come and walk down memory lane |
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No one sees a thing but they can pretend |
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Life eternal scorched grass and trees |
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For your love nature has hemorrhaged |
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Regained your self-control |
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And regained your self-esteem |
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And blind your success inspires |
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And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
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Never knowin' what you hoped for |
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And safe and warm but life is so silent |
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For the victims who have no speech |
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In their shapeless guilty remorse |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Obliterates your meanin' |
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Your meanin', your meanin' |
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No birds, no birds |
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The sky is swollen black |
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No birds, no birds |
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Holy mass of dead insect |
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And life can be as important as death |
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But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope |
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Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn |
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The world lances, youth's lamb like a winter, winter |