作曲 : Wrens | |
entry hundred forty-one me, the misser, the late | |
miss years to make words of what I'm missing | |
shame I'm shaking, a loss, a crap | |
hung by heartwrack in the grasslands me, the pridest, the slack | |
come through rain through window new approval seas a headrest, a home a peace | |
having all my needies covered me, the hoper, the hole | |
family leaver, shit repeater and a rancid grudge-hold | |
entry hundred forty-one starts back when I dared | |
God knock me down again not a single thing I've done meant a scrap | |
changed the stance of anyone thought by now I'd left the barn | |
but I'm scared the fields, and I'm scared the houses, I'm scared the millers yard. |
zuo qu : Wrens | |
entry hundred fortyone me, the misser, the late | |
miss years to make words of what I' m missing | |
shame I' m shaking, a loss, a crap | |
hung by heartwrack in the grasslands me, the pridest, the slack | |
come through rain through window new approval seas a headrest, a home a peace | |
having all my needies covered me, the hoper, the hole | |
family leaver, shit repeater and a rancid grudgehold | |
entry hundred fortyone starts back when I dared | |
God knock me down again not a single thing I' ve done meant a scrap | |
changed the stance of anyone thought by now I' d left the barn | |
but I' m scared the fields, and I' m scared the houses, I' m scared the millers yard. |
zuò qǔ : Wrens | |
entry hundred fortyone me, the misser, the late | |
miss years to make words of what I' m missing | |
shame I' m shaking, a loss, a crap | |
hung by heartwrack in the grasslands me, the pridest, the slack | |
come through rain through window new approval seas a headrest, a home a peace | |
having all my needies covered me, the hoper, the hole | |
family leaver, shit repeater and a rancid grudgehold | |
entry hundred fortyone starts back when I dared | |
God knock me down again not a single thing I' ve done meant a scrap | |
changed the stance of anyone thought by now I' d left the barn | |
but I' m scared the fields, and I' m scared the houses, I' m scared the millers yard. |