| 作词 : Tool | |
| It's coming through is alive. | |
| What's holding up is a mirror. | |
| But what's singing songs is a snake | |
| Looking to turn this piss to wine. | |
| They're both totally void of hate, | |
| But killing me just the same. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. | |
| Considerately. | |
| Venomous voice, tempts me, | |
| Drains me, bleeds me, | |
| Leaves me cracked and empty. | |
| Drags me down like some sweet gravity. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. (2x) | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. (4x) | |
| Without the skin, | |
| Beneath the storm, | |
| Under these tears | |
| The walls came down. | |
| And the snake is drowned and | |
| As I look in his eyes, | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of those times. | |
| I could have cried then. | |
| I should have cried then. | |
| And as the walls come down and | |
| As I look in your eyes | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of the times | |
| I have died | |
| and will die. | |
| It's all right. | |
| I don't mind. (3x) | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. (3x) |
| zuo ci : Tool | |
| It' s coming through is alive. | |
| What' s holding up is a mirror. | |
| But what' s singing songs is a snake | |
| Looking to turn this piss to wine. | |
| They' re both totally void of hate, | |
| But killing me just the same. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. | |
| Considerately. | |
| Venomous voice, tempts me, | |
| Drains me, bleeds me, | |
| Leaves me cracked and empty. | |
| Drags me down like some sweet gravity. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. 2x | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. 4x | |
| Without the skin, | |
| Beneath the storm, | |
| Under these tears | |
| The walls came down. | |
| And the snake is drowned and | |
| As I look in his eyes, | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of those times. | |
| I could have cried then. | |
| I should have cried then. | |
| And as the walls come down and | |
| As I look in your eyes | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of the times | |
| I have died | |
| and will die. | |
| It' s all right. | |
| I don' t mind. 3x | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. 3x |
| zuò cí : Tool | |
| It' s coming through is alive. | |
| What' s holding up is a mirror. | |
| But what' s singing songs is a snake | |
| Looking to turn this piss to wine. | |
| They' re both totally void of hate, | |
| But killing me just the same. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. | |
| Considerately. | |
| Venomous voice, tempts me, | |
| Drains me, bleeds me, | |
| Leaves me cracked and empty. | |
| Drags me down like some sweet gravity. | |
| The snake behind me hisses | |
| What my damage could have been. | |
| My blood before me begs me | |
| Open up my heart again. | |
| And I feel this coming over like a storm again. 2x | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. 4x | |
| Without the skin, | |
| Beneath the storm, | |
| Under these tears | |
| The walls came down. | |
| And the snake is drowned and | |
| As I look in his eyes, | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of those times. | |
| I could have cried then. | |
| I should have cried then. | |
| And as the walls come down and | |
| As I look in your eyes | |
| My fear begins to fade | |
| Recalling all of the times | |
| I have died | |
| and will die. | |
| It' s all right. | |
| I don' t mind. 3x | |
| I am too connected to you to | |
| Slip away, to fade away. | |
| Days away I still feel you | |
| Touching me, changing me, | |
| And considerately killing me. 3x |