| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Gridlink |
| [00:00.178] | 作曲 : Gridlink |
| [00:00.356] | Charcoal mesh can't mask bitterness |
| [00:01.777] | The scorpion's tail a vine |
| [00:03.781] | My cutting edge dulled almost flat |
| [00:07.605] | There's history in the broken pieces |
| [00:09.368] | That are quickly reattached |
| [00:11.325] | There's memories soaked in gasoline that I can't forget |
| [00:15.103] | Without inside this other body, I am dead |
| [00:18.684] | You can share my sins, but not the guilt |
| [00:22.540] | Shuddering muted, replaced with glee |
| [00:26.254] | And I can wear my demons on my ****ing sleeve |
| [00:34.632] | The smell of fresh cut grass and the open night sky |
| [00:38.115] | Interrupted within canopy |
| [00:41.640] | A momentary lapse that I put away |
| [00:45.086] | The hiss of intent draws closed |
| [00:48.712] | Immediate from the inside out |
| [00:51.989] | The seal purrs closed splash muted crisp |
| [00:55.579] | Gouging the color to chalk, out of lives |
| [00:59.016] | Die with you |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Gridlink |
| [00:00.178] | zuo qu : Gridlink |
| [00:00.356] | Charcoal mesh can' t mask bitterness |
| [00:01.777] | The scorpion' s tail a vine |
| [00:03.781] | My cutting edge dulled almost flat |
| [00:07.605] | There' s history in the broken pieces |
| [00:09.368] | That are quickly reattached |
| [00:11.325] | There' s memories soaked in gasoline that I can' t forget |
| [00:15.103] | Without inside this other body, I am dead |
| [00:18.684] | You can share my sins, but not the guilt |
| [00:22.540] | Shuddering muted, replaced with glee |
| [00:26.254] | And I can wear my demons on my ing sleeve |
| [00:34.632] | The smell of fresh cut grass and the open night sky |
| [00:38.115] | Interrupted within canopy |
| [00:41.640] | A momentary lapse that I put away |
| [00:45.086] | The hiss of intent draws closed |
| [00:48.712] | Immediate from the inside out |
| [00:51.989] | The seal purrs closed splash muted crisp |
| [00:55.579] | Gouging the color to chalk, out of lives |
| [00:59.016] | Die with you |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Gridlink |
| [00:00.178] | zuò qǔ : Gridlink |
| [00:00.356] | Charcoal mesh can' t mask bitterness |
| [00:01.777] | The scorpion' s tail a vine |
| [00:03.781] | My cutting edge dulled almost flat |
| [00:07.605] | There' s history in the broken pieces |
| [00:09.368] | That are quickly reattached |
| [00:11.325] | There' s memories soaked in gasoline that I can' t forget |
| [00:15.103] | Without inside this other body, I am dead |
| [00:18.684] | You can share my sins, but not the guilt |
| [00:22.540] | Shuddering muted, replaced with glee |
| [00:26.254] | And I can wear my demons on my ing sleeve |
| [00:34.632] | The smell of fresh cut grass and the open night sky |
| [00:38.115] | Interrupted within canopy |
| [00:41.640] | A momentary lapse that I put away |
| [00:45.086] | The hiss of intent draws closed |
| [00:48.712] | Immediate from the inside out |
| [00:51.989] | The seal purrs closed splash muted crisp |
| [00:55.579] | Gouging the color to chalk, out of lives |
| [00:59.016] | Die with you |