[00:00.000] 作曲 : Benjamin Johnson
[00:03.748]"I wanted to ask you something because you're a doctor, right…"
[00:05.264]"Yeah"
[00:09.208]"I don't like myself sometimes. Can you help me?"
[00:20.963]"Barry, I'm a dentist."
[00:23.784]Get to the church light
[00:27.572]I need to reaffirm with God
[00:33.319]That I'm none of his concern
[00:39.066]Leave me in therapy
[00:42.906]Maybe someday I'll be okay, (or) fit for release
[00:53.590]But don't hold your breath
[00:58.057]Misguided notions of what I do best
[01:03.125]Come to mind, leading me to see
[01:10.857]Nothing except the back of that formal piece of ****
[01:16.108]Well I'm done, so convince someone else
[01:22.900]
[01:28.359]They're functionless
[01:35.543]Every part of a made up mess
[01:42.674]They're functionless
[01:49.962]Every part of a made up mess
[01:56.049]And if doc says today that I'm not worthless
[02:00.464]I bet that I can finally prove it;
[02:04.382]Those fingernails are growin' into my skin
[02:11.017]Trembling like a headache, I'm awake feelin' nostalgic;
[02:18.096]Those pair of lenses know that my head is still talkin'
[02:30.400]I hope I sleep tonight
[02:35.912]And I hope you keep fiendin'
[02:41.424]Over the white and red miserable death pumpin' in your chest
[02:53.597]Wasting away any trace of normal blood so the fingers feel drunk
[03:03.419]Erasing any prospect that the rest of life will feel less numb
[03:15.592]
[03:57.048]We'll make it out, it's been too many days
[03:58.929]We're all fed up inside our graves
[04:00.784]We'll make it out, it's been too many days
[04:02.795]We're all fed up inside our graves
[04:05.146]No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't
[04:09.378]Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up
[04:13.923]No we won't, I've tried enough to know we won't
[04:18.364]Give it up, I've tried enough so give it up
[04:22.465](We'll make it out, it's been too many days
[04:22.779]We're all fed up inside our graves)
[04:32.340]I've got my head back
[04:45.531]I've got (one-two-three-four)
[04:49.711]I've got my head back, again
[05:01.074]
[05:10.609]I'm thinkin' of the time when everyone was yellin' for us to stop being such pests
[05:19.125]Andy is outside looking at his insides, and Alex moved out west
[05:27.719]When you're alone eatin' your own throat
[05:31.611]Does it hurt, this much to laugh?
[05:36.131]Talking to yourself and made up names
[05:40.180]Telling you "We'll be right back."