Trauma Is a Stalker Lyrics

[00:00.000]	作词 : Mary Lambert
[00:01.000]	作曲 : Mary Lambert
[00:04.842]	What if I told you trauma was a stalker?
[00:05.906]	Follows me room to room,
[00:06.436]	visits me at work,leaves dead animals on my day planner,
[00:06.703]	texts me knives,
[00:06.959]	licks my memory before I have a chance to get it right.
[00:07.235]	I am digging myself into a carpet, learning how to make wool imprints on my kneecaps.
[00:07.760]	This is how I learn to dance, with half of my body on fire.
[00:08.293]	There is not enought whiskey in the world, to make any of this bearable.
[00:44.680]	But I have been sceaming in the basement of my trauma, trying to find a window, a light, a string, a sound.
[00:53.979]	Something that doesn't read "helpless", something that doesn't read "sad girl, crying all the time."
[00:59.819]	A wreck in shower, a wet mess huddled in a bed.
[01:03.274]	Don't look at me like that,
[01:04.610]	like I can do better,
[01:05.936]	like this sadness is a well that I jumped into on purpose,
[01:09.920]	Nothing is on purpose.
[01:12.309]	My mania is so stupid and marvelous.
[01:15.504]	It sits in a glass jar, teetering on a kitchen counter.
[01:21.876]	I am always one slipped rug, away from losing everything.

[00:00.000]	zuo ci : Mary Lambert
[00:01.000]	zuo qu : Mary Lambert
[00:04.842]	What if I told you trauma was a stalker?
[00:05.906]	Follows me room to room,
[00:06.436]	visits me at work, leaves dead animals on my day planner,
[00:06.703]	texts me knives,
[00:06.959]	licks my memory before I have a chance to get it right.
[00:07.235]	I am digging myself into a carpet, learning how to make wool imprints on my kneecaps.
[00:07.760]	This is how I learn to dance, with half of my body on fire.
[00:08.293]	There is not enought whiskey in the world, to make any of this bearable.
[00:44.680]	But I have been sceaming in the basement of my trauma, trying to find a window, a light, a string, a sound.
[00:53.979]	Something that doesn' t read " helpless", something that doesn' t read " sad girl, crying all the time."
[00:59.819]	A wreck in shower, a wet mess huddled in a bed.
[01:03.274]	Don' t look at me like that,
[01:04.610]	like I can do better,
[01:05.936]	like this sadness is a well that I jumped into on purpose,
[01:09.920]	Nothing is on purpose.
[01:12.309]	My mania is so stupid and marvelous.
[01:15.504]	It sits in a glass jar, teetering on a kitchen counter.
[01:21.876]	I am always one slipped rug, away from losing everything.

[00:00.000]	zuò cí : Mary Lambert
[00:01.000]	zuò qǔ : Mary Lambert
[00:04.842]	What if I told you trauma was a stalker?
[00:05.906]	Follows me room to room,
[00:06.436]	visits me at work, leaves dead animals on my day planner,
[00:06.703]	texts me knives,
[00:06.959]	licks my memory before I have a chance to get it right.
[00:07.235]	I am digging myself into a carpet, learning how to make wool imprints on my kneecaps.
[00:07.760]	This is how I learn to dance, with half of my body on fire.
[00:08.293]	There is not enought whiskey in the world, to make any of this bearable.
[00:44.680]	But I have been sceaming in the basement of my trauma, trying to find a window, a light, a string, a sound.
[00:53.979]	Something that doesn' t read " helpless", something that doesn' t read " sad girl, crying all the time."
[00:59.819]	A wreck in shower, a wet mess huddled in a bed.
[01:03.274]	Don' t look at me like that,
[01:04.610]	like I can do better,
[01:05.936]	like this sadness is a well that I jumped into on purpose,
[01:09.920]	Nothing is on purpose.
[01:12.309]	My mania is so stupid and marvelous.
[01:15.504]	It sits in a glass jar, teetering on a kitchen counter.
[01:21.876]	I am always one slipped rug, away from losing everything.

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