| 作曲 : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| 作词 : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| Listen to the sounds, they're ringing out around you | |
| These are the cries of the dying breed | |
| Politics of hate you'd never get around to | |
| Blood over brains that we never need | |
| I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed | |
| Fixed in the pose like a silent stone | |
| Serenity intact, it's the feeling that I lack | |
| Life in the floors of a stable home | |
| I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell | |
| You're a breath to the runner in contest | |
| In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away | |
| And I have to give it up someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don't cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader | |
| You're dead weight all right, that's fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Buy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill | |
| I never felt so alive at once | |
| Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still | |
| Pressed to the drain of the common months | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I'm a vanity whore | |
| Because it's race and it's power at the center of life | |
| We are blind to the people who need us | |
| But you're the kind of person who could understand that fault | |
| And I hope to measure you someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don't cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that's fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I'm a vanity whore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm a tireless bore | |
| When you compromise yourself like that | |
| It's a dedication | |
| So even on friendship | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| zuo qu : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| zuo ci : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| Listen to the sounds, they' re ringing out around you | |
| These are the cries of the dying breed | |
| Politics of hate you' d never get around to | |
| Blood over brains that we never need | |
| I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed | |
| Fixed in the pose like a silent stone | |
| Serenity intact, it' s the feeling that I lack | |
| Life in the floors of a stable home | |
| I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell | |
| You' re a breath to the runner in contest | |
| In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away | |
| And I have to give it up someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don' t cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| You' re dead weight all right, that' s fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Buy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill | |
| I never felt so alive at once | |
| Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still | |
| Pressed to the drain of the common months | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I' m a vanity whore | |
| Because it' s race and it' s power at the center of life | |
| We are blind to the people who need us | |
| But you' re the kind of person who could understand that fault | |
| And I hope to measure you someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don' t cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that' s fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I' m a vanity whore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| When you compromise yourself like that | |
| It' s a dedication | |
| So even on friendship | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that' s fine, you get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
| zuò qǔ : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| zuò cí : SIMON MATTHEW ALAN | |
| Listen to the sounds, they' re ringing out around you | |
| These are the cries of the dying breed | |
| Politics of hate you' d never get around to | |
| Blood over brains that we never need | |
| I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed | |
| Fixed in the pose like a silent stone | |
| Serenity intact, it' s the feeling that I lack | |
| Life in the floors of a stable home | |
| I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell | |
| You' re a breath to the runner in contest | |
| In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away | |
| And I have to give it up someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don' t cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| You' re dead weight all right, that' s fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Buy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill | |
| I never felt so alive at once | |
| Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still | |
| Pressed to the drain of the common months | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I' m a vanity whore | |
| Because it' s race and it' s power at the center of life | |
| We are blind to the people who need us | |
| But you' re the kind of person who could understand that fault | |
| And I hope to measure you someday | |
| Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me | |
| Pretending in a love like this | |
| I have no choice but to put you in back of me | |
| Don' t cover my footsteps | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that' s fine | |
| You get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m invisibly stuck all in myself | |
| Yes I' m a vanity whore | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a miserable fuck | |
| Cheer me up, cheer me up, I' m a tireless bore | |
| When you compromise yourself like that | |
| It' s a dedication | |
| So even on friendship | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no good for me | |
| Dead weight all right, I know you' re no righteous leader | |
| Dead weight all right, that' s fine, you get your hands off me | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves | |
| You have to touch me with kid gloves |
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