Song | Twisted Innards |
Artist | Antennas to Heaven |
Album | The Line Between Myth and Reality Has Always Been in Finland |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Hodgson, Smith |
[00:24.36] | In the darkness, he asks himself, "Did God make me this way? Did God do this to me? Did he make me do it?" |
[00:32.01] | And he looks down. Down at his hollowness. |
[00:34.35] | His twisted innards. And thinks, "This is me. This is me for life. I have to do it. |
[00:41.32] | So he has to lie there in the cold dark, amongst all those smells and the bent reflections, |
[00:46.37] | he has to lie there and be what he is. He has to accept. |
[01:12.82] | But it's different when he's doing it. When he answers. Justifies his utility. |
[01:18.04] | When he fulfils his purpose. When he is. His head spins and his arms rise. When he's tearing. |
[01:25.91] | Then it all makes sense. Then he has a purpose. |
[01:27.38] | Just before the wrenching. The heave. Like he was born to do it. Like it was what was expected. |
[01:34.44] | He only needed God for the darkness. |
[02:25.61] | He never blamed you. He never once judged, or smiled with the smooth, patronising corner of his mouth. |
[02:32.15] | He left it all to God. Then it's God who's doing it. His creator. Our tearer. That's why he never gets to drink. |
[02:40.94] | God won't let him. God wants it all for himself. |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Hodgson, Smith |
[00:24.36] | In the darkness, he asks himself, " Did God make me this way? Did God do this to me? Did he make me do it?" |
[00:32.01] | And he looks down. Down at his hollowness. |
[00:34.35] | His twisted innards. And thinks, " This is me. This is me for life. I have to do it. |
[00:41.32] | So he has to lie there in the cold dark, amongst all those smells and the bent reflections, |
[00:46.37] | he has to lie there and be what he is. He has to accept. |
[01:12.82] | But it' s different when he' s doing it. When he answers. Justifies his utility. |
[01:18.04] | When he fulfils his purpose. When he is. His head spins and his arms rise. When he' s tearing. |
[01:25.91] | Then it all makes sense. Then he has a purpose. |
[01:27.38] | Just before the wrenching. The heave. Like he was born to do it. Like it was what was expected. |
[01:34.44] | He only needed God for the darkness. |
[02:25.61] | He never blamed you. He never once judged, or smiled with the smooth, patronising corner of his mouth. |
[02:32.15] | He left it all to God. Then it' s God who' s doing it. His creator. Our tearer. That' s why he never gets to drink. |
[02:40.94] | God won' t let him. God wants it all for himself. |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Hodgson, Smith |
[00:24.36] | In the darkness, he asks himself, " Did God make me this way? Did God do this to me? Did he make me do it?" |
[00:32.01] | And he looks down. Down at his hollowness. |
[00:34.35] | His twisted innards. And thinks, " This is me. This is me for life. I have to do it. |
[00:41.32] | So he has to lie there in the cold dark, amongst all those smells and the bent reflections, |
[00:46.37] | he has to lie there and be what he is. He has to accept. |
[01:12.82] | But it' s different when he' s doing it. When he answers. Justifies his utility. |
[01:18.04] | When he fulfils his purpose. When he is. His head spins and his arms rise. When he' s tearing. |
[01:25.91] | Then it all makes sense. Then he has a purpose. |
[01:27.38] | Just before the wrenching. The heave. Like he was born to do it. Like it was what was expected. |
[01:34.44] | He only needed God for the darkness. |
[02:25.61] | He never blamed you. He never once judged, or smiled with the smooth, patronising corner of his mouth. |
[02:32.15] | He left it all to God. Then it' s God who' s doing it. His creator. Our tearer. That' s why he never gets to drink. |
[02:40.94] | God won' t let him. God wants it all for himself. |