[00:00.00] 作曲 : Rome Castille/Justin Bullard
[00:00.07] 作词 : Justin Bullard/Rome Castille
[00:00.15]Livin a lie ain’t the life I saw with eyes
[01:32.31]Clear as peering thru thin ice pure as my pen writes
[01:35.07]Pure as a cherub’s smile
[01:36.21]Pressure and pain been here a while,
[01:37.74]Turn orphanage into cottage, asylum my domicile
[01:40.44]And where my heart is this art is, an artist on the verge
[01:43.29]Of tears in every take and worry in every word
[01:46.05]And blood in every chorus, transfusion illusion for us
[01:48.72]Make it better, make it less heavy, make us remember
[01:51.39]Why we wake up in the first place this glorified hearse race
[01:54.36]Need hospice for my courage, bandages for these answers
[01:56.97]Truth hurts, and this song i’ll clutch til death
[01:59.52]For a future i can remember as long as something’s left
[02:02.40]And as everything falls apart, the lonely peace i held
[02:05.10]Is forever for me, an infinite wishing well
[02:07.74]Of well wishes, and didn’t listens
[02:09.60]Cheering the sound of the bullet piercing the ceiling of my mouth with precision - Robert Frobisher