[00:00.000] 作词 : 小柒

[00:01.000] 作曲 : 小柒

[00:02.000] 编曲 : 小柒

[00:32.827]Pathosis and morbidness

[00:36.810]Everyone’s insane although we don’t know reason why

[00:42.742]Why only circles and lines in my binary mind

[00:48.369]I think I have to open my bruised wounds that’s about to heal

[00:52.304]Let some bruised blood come out to show them

[00:55.926]Waking at four to soundless dark,I stare

[00:59.892]Unresting death

[01:01.242]My mind blanks at the glare

[01:04.092]In time

[01:05.538]The curtain edge grows light

[01:07.886]Till then I see what’s really there

[01:11.460]The sure extinction that we travel to and shall be ever lost in always

[01:18.942]Not in remorse

[01:24.726]The good not done

[01:27.109]The love not given

[01:34.527]Time torn off unused

[01:49.643]Not to be there

[01:50.909]Not anywhere

[01:53.676]But soon

[01:56.926]-

[02:12.476]Nothing to think with

[02:14.519]Nothing to love

[02:16.426]Nothing to link with

[02:17.943]That is what we fear

[02:21.292]The anesthetic from which none come round

[02:28.020]Nothing to think with

[02:30.059]Nothing to love

[02:31.709]Nothing to link with

[02:33.310]That is what we fear

[02:36.544]The anesthetic from which none come round

[02:42.859]And so it stays just on the edge of vision

[02:48.576]A small in focused blur

[02:50.626]A standing chill that slows each impulse down to indecision

[03:05.810]And specious stuff that says no rational being can fear a thing it will not feel

[03:13.710]I think I have to open my bruised wounds that’s about to heal

[03:17.493]And let some bruised blood come out to show them

[03:21.293]Waking at four to soundless dark,I stare

[03:25.193]Unresting death

[03:26.543]My mind blanks at the glare

[03:28.943]-

[03:44.292]“I had to…like open the bruise up and let some bruise blood come out to show them”

[03:49.232]“Come out…to show them”

[03:50.361]-

[03:52.576]But at total emptiness forever

[04:01.709]“Come out…to show them”

[04:18.558]I’ve opened that wrong door

[04:32.676]The love is BRUTAL

[04:37.731]What a paradise

[04:39.612]Who am I now

[04:42.175]“I had to…like open the bruise up and let some bruise blood…”

[04:46.893]Nothing to think with

[04:48.392]Nothing to love

[04:50.425]Nothing to link with

[04:52.326]That is what we fear

[04:55.409]The anesthetic from which none come round

[05:01.761]Nothing to think with

[05:04.009]Nothing to love

[05:05.926]Nothing to link with

[05:07.409]That is what we fear

[05:10.758]The anesthetic from which none come round

[05:17.043]-

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