| Song | Grey Matter |
| Artist | Finch |
| Album | What It Is To Burn |
| 作曲 : Barcalow, Finch, Palumbo | |
| Bite the tongue to live with what you've done | |
| It's so good, it's so good | |
| Lie to myself while | |
| I lie with myself | |
| It's Monday and it's raining | |
| It's Sunday in the sun | |
| It's so good, but | |
| Would it be so bad if you were to pretend | |
| That you were so happy? | |
| Keep it to yourself, don't let the secret go | |
| If you were so willing, but | |
| Let's pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down around me | |
| I've surrounded myself | |
| With all I have inside | |
| Would I bite my tongue and live with what you've done? | |
| Just continue sleeping? | |
| Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought | |
| There's nothing | |
| I can do, but | |
| Let's pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down | |
| One wish full, step to the side | |
| And please just let me know | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I'll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I'll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I'll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes, but | |
| Let's pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down | |
| One wish full, step to the side | |
| And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me |
| zuò qǔ : Barcalow, Finch, Palumbo | |
| Bite the tongue to live with what you' ve done | |
| It' s so good, it' s so good | |
| Lie to myself while | |
| I lie with myself | |
| It' s Monday and it' s raining | |
| It' s Sunday in the sun | |
| It' s so good, but | |
| Would it be so bad if you were to pretend | |
| That you were so happy? | |
| Keep it to yourself, don' t let the secret go | |
| If you were so willing, but | |
| Let' s pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down around me | |
| I' ve surrounded myself | |
| With all I have inside | |
| Would I bite my tongue and live with what you' ve done? | |
| Just continue sleeping? | |
| Selfishly consumed with everything you' ve wrought | |
| There' s nothing | |
| I can do, but | |
| Let' s pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down | |
| One wish full, step to the side | |
| And please just let me know | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I' ll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I' ll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes | |
| Are you happy? | |
| I' ll decide | |
| These stories are so old | |
| How they match your eyes, but | |
| Let' s pray for the suicide | |
| And all these pictures falling down | |
| One wish full, step to the side | |
| And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me |