| Song | The Smoking Pose |
| Artist | The Honorary Title |
| Album | Anything Else But the Truth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gorbel, Honorary Title | |
| Oh with the color in your eyes a-blaze, sleeping but awake | |
| Desperately you're searching for remains to feed that part of you | |
| Crawling and scratching, you sifting through ashes | |
| And fingers are blistered right down to the filter | |
| The blistering that carved that shape in you all night | |
| With your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Of baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Allowing the two of you, completion | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of how you seem | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it's unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints that you have come alive again |
| zuo qu : Gorbel, Honorary Title | |
| Oh with the color in your eyes ablaze, sleeping but awake | |
| Desperately you' re searching for remains to feed that part of you | |
| Crawling and scratching, you sifting through ashes | |
| And fingers are blistered right down to the filter | |
| The blistering that carved that shape in you all night | |
| With your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Of baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Allowing the two of you, completion | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints that you have come alive again |
| zuò qǔ : Gorbel, Honorary Title | |
| Oh with the color in your eyes ablaze, sleeping but awake | |
| Desperately you' re searching for remains to feed that part of you | |
| Crawling and scratching, you sifting through ashes | |
| And fingers are blistered right down to the filter | |
| The blistering that carved that shape in you all night | |
| With your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Of baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Allowing the two of you, completion | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| Singe your throat when the door is open | |
| Beneath the smoke, | |
| I can see that | |
| And with your chin down to your chest | |
| The speech drooling out in a mesh | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of what you mean | |
| Baritone slurs, incomprehensible, it' s unaware of how you seem | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints at your elevation | |
| Your eyes were just blatant, hints that you have come alive again |