| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Anders Fridén |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Björn Gelotte/Jesper Strömblad |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Anders Fridén |
| [00:06.780] | 作曲 : Björn Gelotte/Jesper Strömblad |
| [00:22.300] | Your self-control makes me feel alone |
| [00:28.214] | I’ve tried confidence, had it for breakfast today |
| [00:33.425] | I’ve lost the perfection, a mess without words |
| [00:39.034] | As the seasons change I’ll continue to ignore |
| [00:47.035] | The image I project is me without me |
| [00:52.504] | The picture that I scanned is borrowed |
| [00:55.230] | After the education you stopped making sense to me |
| [01:00.796] | Seems to me that it’s all the same, time and time and time and time again |
| [01:06.882] | Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie |
| [01:12.251] | To aim and miss, my supernatural art |
| [01:19.610] | Spending too much time with myself |
| [01:24.891] | Trying to explain who I am |
| [01:28.154] | How come it’s possible |
| [01:33.852] | I wish there was a way |
| [01:39.219] | I feel so invincible |
| [01:44.040] | I’m the sculpture made of clay |
| [01:58.078] | I need someone to break the silence |
| [02:01.575] | Before it all falls apart |
| [02:04.338] | I need something to cling onto |
| [02:07.014] | Before I break you in parts |
| [02:31.290] | So afraid of what you may think |
| [02:36.796] | And all the plastic people that surrounds me |
| [02:41.988] | I have to find the path to where it all begins |
| [02:48.061] | To teach the world my supernatural art |
| [02:53.192] | How come it’s possible |
| [02:58.428] | I wish there was a way |
| [03:03.794] | I feel so invincible |
| [03:09.212] | I’m the sculpture made of clay |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Anders Fride n |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Bj rn Gelotte Jesper Str mblad |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Anders Fride n |
| [00:06.780] | zuo qu : Bj rn Gelotte Jesper Str mblad |
| [00:22.300] | Your selfcontrol makes me feel alone |
| [00:28.214] | I' ve tried confidence, had it for breakfast today |
| [00:33.425] | I' ve lost the perfection, a mess without words |
| [00:39.034] | As the seasons change I' ll continue to ignore |
| [00:47.035] | The image I project is me without me |
| [00:52.504] | The picture that I scanned is borrowed |
| [00:55.230] | After the education you stopped making sense to me |
| [01:00.796] | Seems to me that it' s all the same, time and time and time and time again |
| [01:06.882] | Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie |
| [01:12.251] | To aim and miss, my supernatural art |
| [01:19.610] | Spending too much time with myself |
| [01:24.891] | Trying to explain who I am |
| [01:28.154] | How come it' s possible |
| [01:33.852] | I wish there was a way |
| [01:39.219] | I feel so invincible |
| [01:44.040] | I' m the sculpture made of clay |
| [01:58.078] | I need someone to break the silence |
| [02:01.575] | Before it all falls apart |
| [02:04.338] | I need something to cling onto |
| [02:07.014] | Before I break you in parts |
| [02:31.290] | So afraid of what you may think |
| [02:36.796] | And all the plastic people that surrounds me |
| [02:41.988] | I have to find the path to where it all begins |
| [02:48.061] | To teach the world my supernatural art |
| [02:53.192] | How come it' s possible |
| [02:58.428] | I wish there was a way |
| [03:03.794] | I feel so invincible |
| [03:09.212] | I' m the sculpture made of clay |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Anders Fridé n |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Bj rn Gelotte Jesper Str mblad |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Anders Fridé n |
| [00:06.780] | zuò qǔ : Bj rn Gelotte Jesper Str mblad |
| [00:22.300] | Your selfcontrol makes me feel alone |
| [00:28.214] | I' ve tried confidence, had it for breakfast today |
| [00:33.425] | I' ve lost the perfection, a mess without words |
| [00:39.034] | As the seasons change I' ll continue to ignore |
| [00:47.035] | The image I project is me without me |
| [00:52.504] | The picture that I scanned is borrowed |
| [00:55.230] | After the education you stopped making sense to me |
| [01:00.796] | Seems to me that it' s all the same, time and time and time and time again |
| [01:06.882] | Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie |
| [01:12.251] | To aim and miss, my supernatural art |
| [01:19.610] | Spending too much time with myself |
| [01:24.891] | Trying to explain who I am |
| [01:28.154] | How come it' s possible |
| [01:33.852] | I wish there was a way |
| [01:39.219] | I feel so invincible |
| [01:44.040] | I' m the sculpture made of clay |
| [01:58.078] | I need someone to break the silence |
| [02:01.575] | Before it all falls apart |
| [02:04.338] | I need something to cling onto |
| [02:07.014] | Before I break you in parts |
| [02:31.290] | So afraid of what you may think |
| [02:36.796] | And all the plastic people that surrounds me |
| [02:41.988] | I have to find the path to where it all begins |
| [02:48.061] | To teach the world my supernatural art |
| [02:53.192] | How come it' s possible |
| [02:58.428] | I wish there was a way |
| [03:03.794] | I feel so invincible |
| [03:09.212] | I' m the sculpture made of clay |