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作曲 : james mercer |
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Dead lungs command it. |
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You pour your life down the rifle's spiral |
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And show us you've earned it. |
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Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes. |
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So long to this wretched form. |
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Down gray eyes on the subway. |
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Long before you were born |
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You were always to be a dagger floating |
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Straight to their heart. |
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Listen, now, we won't tell anyone. |
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But you're gonna tell the world. |
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This whole life ain't been any fun |
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Now your viscera unfurls. |
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As you rise, rise from your burning fiat, |
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Go, go get my suitcase, would you? |
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You've thoroughly blown their mind. |
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And now I must have passage home |
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Your life's two veins from your heart. |
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You're not invisible, now. |
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You just don't exist. |
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Your mother must be so proud. |
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You sublimate yourself, granting us a wish. |
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Primitive mural on the wall, |
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to fortify your grim resolve. |
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And made the glitz of a shopping mall |
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another grain of indigent salt to the sea. |
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Goodnight to these wretched forms |
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All them gray eyes on the subway |
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So long before you were born |
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you were always to be a dagger floating |
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straight to their heart. |
