| 作词 : Mould | |
| Poison thoughts in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i'm a reasoning guy | |
| In an act like jesus christ | |
| Stare into the sun | |
| You don't see eye to eye with anyone | |
| I throw it all away (don't talk to me no more) | |
| The more i think, the less i've got to say (i don't remember you no more) | |
| About these poison years: it's just a memory | |
| And every time you knock me down | |
| It's all that i can do to get up off the ground | |
| Pull myself apart again | |
| At the end of this rope | |
| Rope at the end of the line | |
| I see you swing by your neck on a vine | |
| Treason is the reason for my poison years | |
| Leaves are changing seasons of my poison years | |
| Poison years in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i'm a reasoning guy | |
| Every time you knock me down | |
| It's all that i can do to get up | |
| To get up off the ground |
| zuo ci : Mould | |
| Poison thoughts in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i' m a reasoning guy | |
| In an act like jesus christ | |
| Stare into the sun | |
| You don' t see eye to eye with anyone | |
| I throw it all away don' t talk to me no more | |
| The more i think, the less i' ve got to say i don' t remember you no more | |
| About these poison years: it' s just a memory | |
| And every time you knock me down | |
| It' s all that i can do to get up off the ground | |
| Pull myself apart again | |
| At the end of this rope | |
| Rope at the end of the line | |
| I see you swing by your neck on a vine | |
| Treason is the reason for my poison years | |
| Leaves are changing seasons of my poison years | |
| Poison years in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i' m a reasoning guy | |
| Every time you knock me down | |
| It' s all that i can do to get up | |
| To get up off the ground |
| zuò cí : Mould | |
| Poison thoughts in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i' m a reasoning guy | |
| In an act like jesus christ | |
| Stare into the sun | |
| You don' t see eye to eye with anyone | |
| I throw it all away don' t talk to me no more | |
| The more i think, the less i' ve got to say i don' t remember you no more | |
| About these poison years: it' s just a memory | |
| And every time you knock me down | |
| It' s all that i can do to get up off the ground | |
| Pull myself apart again | |
| At the end of this rope | |
| Rope at the end of the line | |
| I see you swing by your neck on a vine | |
| Treason is the reason for my poison years | |
| Leaves are changing seasons of my poison years | |
| Poison years in my mind | |
| Got to free myself from this bind | |
| I know i' m a reasoning guy | |
| Every time you knock me down | |
| It' s all that i can do to get up | |
| To get up off the ground |