[00:00.000] 作曲 : Why?
[00:00.948] In la'kesh, I'll hold my breath 'til I'm blue
[00:13.005] Until the next time I see you
[00:19.517]
[00:24.689] I'm recording the vocals in my underwear
[00:31.669] Your shit sounds like you recorded in a hoodie on a hot day
[00:37.815] With a ****in' ball cap, tilted to cover your right eye
[00:43.235] Your shit is fake, you're play acting
[00:49.287] This ain't drama class
[00:51.319] It's unhealthy, it's only boosting your bipolarity
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[00:59.825] Until the handkerchief of history
[01:02.480] Covers us with its Times New Roman black-and-white postscript
[01:07.108] I will wear lavender shirts in yellow painted public restrooms
[01:11.371] Looking like Art Deco in my September complexion and
[01:15.546] Red against blue skies and have those pictures taken
[01:18.710] To be proof against the dull mood of your high school history teacher
[01:22.478] That we wore color
[01:23.758] That we distributed the seeds of dead dandelions
[01:27.540] In cement-surrounded city parks
[01:29.995] That we let our skin soak up the sun
[01:31.995] Despite the advice of modern science
[01:34.433] That we sometimes wore our hair long
[01:36.323] And let it curl and never combed it or put it in braids
[01:39.230] That we taught ourselves to play the pots and pans
[01:41.814] So that we would have something honest to dance to
[01:44.308] Something soulful to sing to
[01:46.004] And sometimes we had trouble seeing past our own reflections in the bedroom window
[01:51.383] Because it was dark outside
[01:53.893] And the fluorescents inside left shadows under our chests
[01:57.717] And sculpted the torso to look its Friday night fittest
[02:01.505] Yeah, I'm vain
[02:02.688] There was life here before there wasn't
[02:04.617] And before that there wasn't
[02:06.575] But seagulls still ate shallow water fish
[02:09.793] Morning boys still cast tall shadows
[02:13.519] And all the while the stars are slowly separating
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[02:33.459] Elizabeth, I don't know what you expect
[02:41.016] I just wanna hide my face
[02:44.736] In the space between your breasts
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[02:49.697] In la'kesh, I've got no heart pumpin' my chest
[02:56.428] I'll have to leave me praying
[03:00.058] In the cradle of your flesh
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[03:04.867] Elizabeth, I don't know what you expect
[03:11.715] I just want to leave my breath
[03:15.413] And get between your legs
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[03:20.266] In la'kesh try and leave me again
[03:26.759] I'll say "Hello"
[03:28.593] You'll say
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[03:31.309] And end will be end
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[03:47.587] Okay
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[03:55.870] These are songs to be listened to after I'm dead (dead dead dead)
[04:00.201] When old women start wearing their hair grey
[04:03.838] These are songs to help an ant find its shadow
[04:07.774] Songs to bump in your Beam Cruiser 2060
[04:11.690] Top down, hair blowing in the absence of air
[04:17.506] Whooming to the shhhhhh