[00:00.000] 作词 : Lunch
[00:01.705]Fingers move fingers
[00:03.479]My wrists made of satin
[00:06.088]Don’t be afraid of what’s gonna happen
[00:11.430]Elbows to ankles my fists out of place
[00:16.075]I turn around backwards and off slides my face
[00:24.914]Bones plattered shattered
[00:26.939]Dissolving my skin
[00:29.426]My torso melts it flows out my shins
[00:35.523]Open so open a circular mark
[00:40.764]The cut on my forehead it glows in the dark
[00:54.111]Ran away dark dank stank moss creeps
[00:58.626]Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear
[01:03.998]For I’d run, I run from the night
[01:14.445]I say so sad, so dead and mad
[01:20.512]An angry diehard tears from mad
[01:25.327]My veins in pain
[01:27.778]They torch my mouth the saint
[01:36.342]Ran away dark dank stank moss it creeps
[01:42.107]Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear
[01:46.857]I’d run from the night