Song | I Do Not Live |
Artist | Thinking Plague |
Album | A Thinking Plague |
作词 : Johnson | |
We go in circles all the time. | |
We placate each other with rituals. | |
We never think of breaking out, | |
because it hurts us in our heads. | |
Why can't I ever wake up and be? | |
What is it that I can never see? | |
When we are talking we are false. | |
When we are working we are real. | |
If we can trust, then let us strive | |
to remember that we're ourselves. | |
Why do you torment me with the past, | |
when at any time death may find us? | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Though death taunts me, I do not give. | |
I know that you are using me. | |
You have a need you can't explain. | |
I let you use me though it hurts, | |
and never let you know you are. | |
I am also using you using me. | |
We're just like two laboratory rats. | |
Walking through the moldering death of aeons, | |
feeling time's cold breath, | |
knowing that it does not care. | |
Only with this knowledge | |
can I know who I am. | |
Only when I know death | |
do I know I'm alive. | |
We go in circles all the time. | |
We placate each other with rituals. | |
We never think of breaking out, | |
because it hurts us in our heads. | |
Why can't I ever wake up and be? | |
What is it that I can never see? | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Thought death taunts me, I do not give. | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Thought death taunts me, I do not give. | |
I know that you are using me. | |
You have a need you can't explain. | |
I let you use me though it hurts, | |
and never let you know you are. | |
I am also using you using me. | |
We're just like two laboratory rats. |
zuò cí : Johnson | |
We go in circles all the time. | |
We placate each other with rituals. | |
We never think of breaking out, | |
because it hurts us in our heads. | |
Why can' t I ever wake up and be? | |
What is it that I can never see? | |
When we are talking we are false. | |
When we are working we are real. | |
If we can trust, then let us strive | |
to remember that we' re ourselves. | |
Why do you torment me with the past, | |
when at any time death may find us? | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Though death taunts me, I do not give. | |
I know that you are using me. | |
You have a need you can' t explain. | |
I let you use me though it hurts, | |
and never let you know you are. | |
I am also using you using me. | |
We' re just like two laboratory rats. | |
Walking through the moldering death of aeons, | |
feeling time' s cold breath, | |
knowing that it does not care. | |
Only with this knowledge | |
can I know who I am. | |
Only when I know death | |
do I know I' m alive. | |
We go in circles all the time. | |
We placate each other with rituals. | |
We never think of breaking out, | |
because it hurts us in our heads. | |
Why can' t I ever wake up and be? | |
What is it that I can never see? | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Thought death taunts me, I do not give. | |
Though death stalks me, I do not live. | |
Thought death taunts me, I do not give. | |
I know that you are using me. | |
You have a need you can' t explain. | |
I let you use me though it hurts, | |
and never let you know you are. | |
I am also using you using me. | |
We' re just like two laboratory rats. |