[00:00.000] 作词 : The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
[00:01.000] 作曲 : The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
[00:13.040]Almost left without a flashlight in my hand
[00:21.910]We crawled across a man-made creek onto your land
[00:31.360]Nothing settled, we made a rule to understand
[00:40.130]Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
[00:49.150]Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
[01:01.390]Walked for days until the rails turned into rust
[01:10.720]Almost dropped a couple times when we got lost
[01:19.610]The ghosts are us, and we have dreams of being dust
[01:29.670]Beginning in the mud, we turn to sand again
[01:38.900]From single cell to full, decline is still development, my friend
[01:52.150]Ah
[02:03.690]Made to mud, more than soil, such a fool
[02:12.940]Middle age, an obsolete gardening tool
[02:22.090]Nothing settled, we made a rule
[02:44.640]Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
[02:45.750]Beginning in the mud, we turn to sand again
[02:53.870]Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
[02:55.130]From single cell to full, decline is still development, my friend
[03:05.430]Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
[03:14.690]I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving...

作词 : The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
作曲 : The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die
Almost left without a flashlight in my hand
We crawled across a man-made creek onto your land
Nothing settled, we made a rule to understand
Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
Walked for days until the rails turned into rust
Almost dropped a couple times when we got lost
The ghosts are us, and we have dreams of being dust
Beginning in the mud, we turn to sand again
From single cell to full, decline is still development, my friend
Ah
Made to mud, more than soil, such a fool
Middle age, an obsolete gardening tool
Nothing settled, we made a rule
Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
Beginning in the mud, we turn to sand again
Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
From single cell to full, decline is still development, my friend
Can't break this feeling that I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving
I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving, I'm dissolving...