| Song | T.O.J. |
| Artist | El-P |
| Album | Fantastic Damage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : El-P | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact | |
| Blackboard formula erased by the next class | |
| but the outlines still intact, and I see it | |
| And I'm still not sure of the meaning | |
| But I'll say it, write it down, and read it for you | |
| No protective leathery flesh of emotional chain-mail | |
| (No running shoes) no running, no locking doors, no anger | |
| (No e-mail) no voicemail communicational strangulation | |
| Or distortion of purity sentiment | |
| No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion of no revenge | |
| (No bullshit) no culture hidden agendas, no preaching | |
| (No pedestal) no standing on the pulpit, no ego, no new speaker freakish lingo | |
| (Here I go...) | |
| I haven't loved many people | |
| I grew up afraid that I was crazy | |
| And one time when I was deep inside your body you purred | |
| And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| I used to be in love... | |
| Everything you said I took it all to heart | |
| And you sparked a change in me | |
| Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart | |
| And I can see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause you saw what was good in me | |
| And I'll be god damned if I didn't see that myself | |
| And everything you are | |
| I look at that with pride | |
| Before I could become a man I had to lose my mind had to lose my mind | |
| And I see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause I see what's good in you | |
| And I'll be god damned if you can't see that yourself |
| zuo ci : ElP | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact | |
| Blackboard formula erased by the next class | |
| but the outlines still intact, and I see it | |
| And I' m still not sure of the meaning | |
| But I' ll say it, write it down, and read it for you | |
| No protective leathery flesh of emotional chainmail | |
| No running shoes no running, no locking doors, no anger | |
| No email no voicemail communicational strangulation | |
| Or distortion of purity sentiment | |
| No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion of no revenge | |
| No bullshit no culture hidden agendas, no preaching | |
| No pedestal no standing on the pulpit, no ego, no new speaker freakish lingo | |
| Here I go... | |
| I haven' t loved many people | |
| I grew up afraid that I was crazy | |
| And one time when I was deep inside your body you purred | |
| And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| I used to be in love... | |
| Everything you said I took it all to heart | |
| And you sparked a change in me | |
| Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart | |
| And I can see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause you saw what was good in me | |
| And I' ll be god damned if I didn' t see that myself | |
| And everything you are | |
| I look at that with pride | |
| Before I could become a man I had to lose my mind had to lose my mind | |
| And I see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause I see what' s good in you | |
| And I' ll be god damned if you can' t see that yourself |
| zuò cí : ElP | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact | |
| Blackboard formula erased by the next class | |
| but the outlines still intact, and I see it | |
| And I' m still not sure of the meaning | |
| But I' ll say it, write it down, and read it for you | |
| No protective leathery flesh of emotional chainmail | |
| No running shoes no running, no locking doors, no anger | |
| No email no voicemail communicational strangulation | |
| Or distortion of purity sentiment | |
| No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion of no revenge | |
| No bullshit no culture hidden agendas, no preaching | |
| No pedestal no standing on the pulpit, no ego, no new speaker freakish lingo | |
| Here I go... | |
| I haven' t loved many people | |
| I grew up afraid that I was crazy | |
| And one time when I was deep inside your body you purred | |
| And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love | |
| So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment | |
| Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug | |
| I used to be in love... | |
| Everything you said I took it all to heart | |
| And you sparked a change in me | |
| Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart | |
| And I can see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause you saw what was good in me | |
| And I' ll be god damned if I didn' t see that myself | |
| And everything you are | |
| I look at that with pride | |
| Before I could become a man I had to lose my mind had to lose my mind | |
| And I see that now | |
| And I wish you well | |
| Cause I see what' s good in you | |
| And I' ll be god damned if you can' t see that yourself |