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[00:00.000] 作词 : Thomas Jeffrey Weaver/Liam Kane Torrance/Toby James Evans/Maximilian Carnegie Nicolai/Adam Smith
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Thomas Jeffrey Weaver/Liam Kane Torrance/Toby James Evans/Maximilian Carnegie Nicolai/Adam Smith
[00:14.964]Once again, my caution bends to soft amnesia, and I forget that I've been here before.
[00:28.963]I lay awake as the melatonin fails again, and melancholy settles in,
[00:36.464]my mouth neglects the shape of words that I know you adored.
[00:47.214]And every night it hurts a little more.
[00:57.964]And I can't seem to satiate the sadness that still resonates.
[01:12.464]Every bone in me will break beneath the weight of guilt that I can't place.
[01:21.215]If my happiness isn't permanent, then I am no more than a surrogate father,
[01:28.713]lead to the alter to marry the mother despite all of my reservations.
[01:36.463]If the joy that I feel is so juvenile,
[01:39.713]how do I reconcile all the aggression that I seem to harbour,
[01:44.714]the selfish depression that makes it so hard to feel loved.
[02:02.963]Promise me you'll stay a while, I know I ask you all the time,
[02:09.964]must be getting hard to pretend.
[02:15.214]Safe in the warmth of the sun I let myself undress,
[02:20.714]revealing wounds that time neglects,
[02:24.213]hesitant I acquiesce to the softest embrace your bed.
[02:38.715]Where shamefully I supplicate for anything that seems to sooth my aches.
[02:53.215]Watch me as I dissipate, dissolve into a solvent fear of change.
[03:01.964]Despondency bleeds into everything,
[03:05.964]removing my hands from the wheel of the vehicle, and I couldn't care at all; sing me to sleep with my mellifluous misery.
[03:17.963]Drunk and delusional,
[03:20.464]numb at the funeral,
[03:22.215]love was once sacrosanct but now it resembles the sound of a language that I'm scared to speak.
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作词 : Thomas Jeffrey Weaver/Liam Kane Torrance/Toby James Evans/Maximilian Carnegie Nicolai/Adam Smith
作曲 : Thomas Jeffrey Weaver/Liam Kane Torrance/Toby James Evans/Maximilian Carnegie Nicolai/Adam Smith
Once again, my caution bends to soft amnesia, and I forget that I've been here before.
I lay awake as the melatonin fails again, and melancholy settles in,
my mouth neglects the shape of words that I know you adored.
And every night it hurts a little more.
And I can't seem to satiate the sadness that still resonates.
Every bone in me will break beneath the weight of guilt that I can't place.
If my happiness isn't permanent, then I am no more than a surrogate father,
lead to the alter to marry the mother despite all of my reservations.
If the joy that I feel is so juvenile,
how do I reconcile all the aggression that I seem to harbour,
the selfish depression that makes it so hard to feel loved.
Promise me you'll stay a while, I know I ask you all the time,
must be getting hard to pretend.
Safe in the warmth of the sun I let myself undress,
revealing wounds that time neglects,
hesitant I acquiesce to the softest embrace your bed.
Where shamefully I supplicate for anything that seems to sooth my aches.
Watch me as I dissipate, dissolve into a solvent fear of change.
Despondency bleeds into everything,
removing my hands from the wheel of the vehicle, and I couldn't care at all; sing me to sleep with my mellifluous misery.
Drunk and delusional,
numb at the funeral,
love was once sacrosanct but now it resembles the sound of a language that I'm scared to speak.