Inapprope

	作曲 : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark
	Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams
	I think that you exist but do you really?
	Electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent
	With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement
	It's not indefinite, it's got a lifespan
	You try to nurture it, hope for extension
	As far as right and wrong, I know the difference
	But right is oh so dull, and no one's interested
	Amsterdamage doctors, prescribing recipes
	With side affection stapled to your black jeans
	Expressions are revealing just where I'd rather be
	But I'm thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene
	Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth
	So here goes
	I've reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter,
	It's on the wrong wall

	zuò qǔ : From Autumn To Ashes, Mark
	Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams
	I think that you exist but do you really?
	Electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent
	With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement
	It' s not indefinite, it' s got a lifespan
	You try to nurture it, hope for extension
	As far as right and wrong, I know the difference
	But right is oh so dull, and no one' s interested
	Amsterdamage doctors, prescribing recipes
	With side affection stapled to your black jeans
	Expressions are revealing just where I' d rather be
	But I' m thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene
	Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth
	So here goes
	I' ve reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter,
	It' s on the wrong wall