| Song | Hushing Weight |
| Artist | Ghastly City Sleep |
| Album | Ghastly City Sleep |
| 作曲 : Bennett, Broderick, Evans ... | |
| Don't Fail, don't fall at such a "glorious" rate. | |
| The weight's dragging you down the curbside | |
| Get up and out of bed. | |
| And don't press your cheeks to the windowsill boy. | |
| There's nothing anyone could do. | |
| I'm sorry i woke you. | |
| You see, this day could be the greatest thing to radiate, | |
| If you just get up and don't believe all those things | |
| In your head. | |
| If you just get up, | |
| Tomorrow probably... |
| zuò qǔ : Bennett, Broderick, Evans ... | |
| Don' t Fail, don' t fall at such a " glorious" rate. | |
| The weight' s dragging you down the curbside | |
| Get up and out of bed. | |
| And don' t press your cheeks to the windowsill boy. | |
| There' s nothing anyone could do. | |
| I' m sorry i woke you. | |
| You see, this day could be the greatest thing to radiate, | |
| If you just get up and don' t believe all those things | |
| In your head. | |
| If you just get up, | |
| Tomorrow probably... |