Song | Contrecoup |
Artist | They Might Be Giants |
Album | The Else |
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作词 : They Might Be Giants | |
When my head was hit | |
You know what's wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
When my head was hit | |
I bounced away from it | |
Or as someone who is craniosophic would say, | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
'Cause the first one woke my feelings for you | |
But the contrecoup made my words untrue | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
Cached in terms no one knows | |
And as if the choice were slim | |
You know what's wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
Though the impulse is strong, the connection is weak | |
And I know what to say, but forgot how to speak | |
When it made me limerent | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
You know what's wrong with me | |
You know what's wrong with me | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound |
zuo ci : They Might Be Giants | |
When my head was hit | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
When my head was hit | |
I bounced away from it | |
Or as someone who is craniosophic would say, | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
' Cause the first one woke my feelings for you | |
But the contrecoup made my words untrue | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
Cached in terms no one knows | |
And as if the choice were slim | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
Though the impulse is strong, the connection is weak | |
And I know what to say, but forgot how to speak | |
When it made me limerent | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound |
zuò cí : They Might Be Giants | |
When my head was hit | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
When my head was hit | |
I bounced away from it | |
Or as someone who is craniosophic would say, | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
' Cause the first one woke my feelings for you | |
But the contrecoup made my words untrue | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
Cached in terms no one knows | |
And as if the choice were slim | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know phrenology | |
You saw my injury | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup hurt me again | |
And the second was worse by far than the first | |
Though the impulse is strong, the connection is weak | |
And I know what to say, but forgot how to speak | |
When it made me limerent | |
Which is to say, how it goes | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
You know what' s wrong with me | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound | |
Contrecoup, on the rebound |