Song | More Depalma, Less Fellini |
Artist | Good Riddance |
Album | Remain in Memory : The Final Show |
作曲 : Pabich, Rankin | |
Here I am drunk at 3 | |
AM Got my second bottle down | |
I got 12 to 15 pages of my desperation | |
Cold I feel so poor and old | |
And I'm maddened for your flesh | |
But my bodys broken down | |
In the fading twilight | |
I will find a way | |
Im gonna find a way | |
While the fear of wasted years | |
Keeps laughing just behind | |
Alone no one will stay with me | |
No an angel of despair | |
To watch me as | |
I rot And the radio keeps playing | |
Down for days | |
I make no sound | |
Soon the rats and carrion | |
Will rip the flesh away | |
From legs and wrists and head | |
I make promises that | |
I'd never describe | |
This sense of waiting out the end | |
So pour another glass | |
And one more virgin page just might get lucky | |
And maybe | |
I'll get good at 3am | |
So here I am |
zuò qǔ : Pabich, Rankin | |
Here I am drunk at 3 | |
AM Got my second bottle down | |
I got 12 to 15 pages of my desperation | |
Cold I feel so poor and old | |
And I' m maddened for your flesh | |
But my bodys broken down | |
In the fading twilight | |
I will find a way | |
Im gonna find a way | |
While the fear of wasted years | |
Keeps laughing just behind | |
Alone no one will stay with me | |
No an angel of despair | |
To watch me as | |
I rot And the radio keeps playing | |
Down for days | |
I make no sound | |
Soon the rats and carrion | |
Will rip the flesh away | |
From legs and wrists and head | |
I make promises that | |
I' d never describe | |
This sense of waiting out the end | |
So pour another glass | |
And one more virgin page just might get lucky | |
And maybe | |
I' ll get good at 3am | |
So here I am |