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作词 : Rodriguez |
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作曲 : Rodriguez |
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Now you sit there thinking feeling insecure |
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The mocking court gesture (jester) claims there is no proven cure |
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Go back to your chamber, your eyes upon the wall |
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'Cos you got no one to listen, you got no one to call |
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And you think I'm curious |
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Drifting, drowning in a purple sea of doubt |
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You wanna hear she loves you, |
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but the words don't fit the mouth |
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You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without |
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But don't think me callous |
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Dancing Rosemary, disappearing sister Ruth |
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It's just your yellow appetite |
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that has you choking on the truth |
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You gave in, you gave out, outlived your dream of youth |
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And I can't get jealous |
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So go on, you'll continue with your nose so open wide |
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Knocking on that door that says Hurry come inside |
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But don't bother to buy insurance 'cos you've already died |
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And you can't be serious |
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I saw my reflection in my father's final tears |
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The wind was slowly melting, San Francisco disappears |
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Acid heads, unmade beds, and you Woodward world queers |
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I know you're lonely |
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I know you're lonely |
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I know you're lonely |
