Raging Lung

Song Raging Lung
Artist The Knife
Album Shaking The Habitual

Lyrics

Hear my trumpets of light
Can you take me for a while?
Let’s try
I want to bend my soul again
That’s what we do when we get older
Where’s your drop of light?
You got to want it and you got to cause others are scared
There’s the watering
About geography
The more the hand you’re holding
You’re paying someone to put it to bed
And that’s why it hurts
The difference
And this is how to play
An indifference
Oh indifference
An indifference would make
Hear my prayers and
If fight the story, and my mind just can't hide
Always getting standards
The property’s prophet around
See it super slow
And just what is it cause it’s working like fear in the lungs
It’s not that easy
When you want it easy
And that’s why it hurts
When you see the difference
It’s raging now
An indifference
Oh indifference
And an indifference would make
Had to leave me there
Don't fall asleep
We need to rest sometimes but don’t take me
There’s something in the system, that snail circulates
Dig a hole in the backyard
And dream of blood

Pinyin

Hear my trumpets of light
Can you take me for a while?
Let' s try
I want to bend my soul again
That' s what we do when we get older
Where' s your drop of light?
You got to want it and you got to cause others are scared
There' s the watering
About geography
The more the hand you' re holding
You' re paying someone to put it to bed
And that' s why it hurts
The difference
And this is how to play
An indifference
Oh indifference
An indifference would make
Hear my prayers and
If fight the story, and my mind just can' t hide
Always getting standards
The property' s prophet around
See it super slow
And just what is it cause it' s working like fear in the lungs
It' s not that easy
When you want it easy
And that' s why it hurts
When you see the difference
It' s raging now
An indifference
Oh indifference
And an indifference would make
Had to leave me there
Don' t fall asleep
We need to rest sometimes but don' t take me
There' s something in the system, that snail circulates
Dig a hole in the backyard
And dream of blood