Song | Cheat Me |
Artist | Dogwood |
Album | Building A Better Me |
作词 : Russell, Sean | |
I am now what you seem. | |
I don't answer to you. | |
Please understand what | |
I mean. While it gives me a thrill, | |
It's all I can do, | |
You realize that's its all for you. | |
This is the part, | |
Where you're supposed to be proud. | |
I'd listened to reason, | |
But he's yelling too loud. | |
It's not important. | |
Alive for a year. | |
Love and acceptance. | |
No one wants to hear me, | |
Want to talk about it, | |
Or want to be around it... | |
Or want to be the one to give you my life. | |
It's not yours to take. | |
You were my hero, | |
But your motives are fake. | |
Ten thousand people, | |
Divided by one. | |
And even still | |
I have just begun, | |
A struggle to grasp, | |
All the knowledge at hand. | |
I'd listen to wisdom, | |
But he quit the band. | |
Now what is left? | |
Only a few. | |
Look in the mirror, | |
And see that it's you. | |
Who wants to talk about it? | |
Who wants to be around it? | |
Who wants to be the one to say? | |
Just walk away. | |
Not left for me to say. | |
I've overstayed my welcome here. | |
In a perfect world this song wouldn't be. | |
A man is lost. | |
That man is me. | |
I'm dragging my feet. | |
I'm falling behind. | |
You follow my pain and my mind. | |
A to thought, | |
My guest for today. | |
I open my arms, | |
To see you running away. | |
It's not over yet. | |
I'm afraid it gets worse. | |
We all have to give in | |
And I'll be the first, | |
To want to talk about it, | |
To want to be around it, | |
To want to be the one to say... | |
Just walk away. |
zuò cí : Russell, Sean | |
I am now what you seem. | |
I don' t answer to you. | |
Please understand what | |
I mean. While it gives me a thrill, | |
It' s all I can do, | |
You realize that' s its all for you. | |
This is the part, | |
Where you' re supposed to be proud. | |
I' d listened to reason, | |
But he' s yelling too loud. | |
It' s not important. | |
Alive for a year. | |
Love and acceptance. | |
No one wants to hear me, | |
Want to talk about it, | |
Or want to be around it... | |
Or want to be the one to give you my life. | |
It' s not yours to take. | |
You were my hero, | |
But your motives are fake. | |
Ten thousand people, | |
Divided by one. | |
And even still | |
I have just begun, | |
A struggle to grasp, | |
All the knowledge at hand. | |
I' d listen to wisdom, | |
But he quit the band. | |
Now what is left? | |
Only a few. | |
Look in the mirror, | |
And see that it' s you. | |
Who wants to talk about it? | |
Who wants to be around it? | |
Who wants to be the one to say? | |
Just walk away. | |
Not left for me to say. | |
I' ve overstayed my welcome here. | |
In a perfect world this song wouldn' t be. | |
A man is lost. | |
That man is me. | |
I' m dragging my feet. | |
I' m falling behind. | |
You follow my pain and my mind. | |
A to thought, | |
My guest for today. | |
I open my arms, | |
To see you running away. | |
It' s not over yet. | |
I' m afraid it gets worse. | |
We all have to give in | |
And I' ll be the first, | |
To want to talk about it, | |
To want to be around it, | |
To want to be the one to say... | |
Just walk away. |