Song | Incubus |
Artist | Recoil |
Album | Unsound Methods (Bonus Tracks) |
作曲 : Copolla, McCarthy, Wilder | |
Every time I think I'm gonna wake up | |
back in the jungle | |
Every minute I stay in this room | |
I get weaker | |
Each time I looked around | |
the walls moved in a little tighter | |
I've never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
They say my name is death | |
I've never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
But I'm alive, I am alive | |
I've never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
I am born ten thousand times | |
I've never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
Ten thousand ways, I'm alive | |
I am the shadow | |
I am the evening come | |
I am your greatest fear | |
Your greatest love | |
Born in ten thousand ways | |
for each and every day | |
I am alive | |
I am the victim of lying morality | |
and so, I am beyond caring | |
I am born ten thousand times | |
in ten thousand ways | |
My head swims in spoilt mothers milk | |
I am too alive | |
There are too many of me, | |
too many to kill | |
They're in my head | |
They know my name | |
My name is death but I am alive, | |
I am alive |
zuò qǔ : Copolla, McCarthy, Wilder | |
Every time I think I' m gonna wake up | |
back in the jungle | |
Every minute I stay in this room | |
I get weaker | |
Each time I looked around | |
the walls moved in a little tighter | |
I' ve never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
They say my name is death | |
I' ve never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
But I' m alive, I am alive | |
I' ve never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
I am born ten thousand times | |
I' ve never seen a man so broken up | |
ripped apart | |
Ten thousand ways, I' m alive | |
I am the shadow | |
I am the evening come | |
I am your greatest fear | |
Your greatest love | |
Born in ten thousand ways | |
for each and every day | |
I am alive | |
I am the victim of lying morality | |
and so, I am beyond caring | |
I am born ten thousand times | |
in ten thousand ways | |
My head swims in spoilt mothers milk | |
I am too alive | |
There are too many of me, | |
too many to kill | |
They' re in my head | |
They know my name | |
My name is death but I am alive, | |
I am alive |