Bastards - Preoccupations.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : MICHAEL WALLACE/Daniel Christiansen/Scott Munro/Matthew Flegel
[00:06.665]You can get anything that you want
[00:09.711]In a particular array of styles
[00:12.948]And you’re addicted to the photographs
[00:16.341]But your subscription to the magazine is running out
[00:23.170]You can keep everyone satisfied
[00:26.392]By the choices that you make in life
[00:30.092]And dressing to impress your neighbor
[00:33.045]But our sun-dried bones all probably look the same
[00:39.504]In the end we’re semi-permanent
[00:42.977]With a low participation rate
[00:46.271]No membership required to find yourself in someone else’s sad routine
[00:56.060]I can’t help but get excited at
[00:59.411]The possibility of other plans
[01:02.851]So I'll write myself out of the contract
[01:06.455]With the blood from my cut-up hands
[01:09.275]From my hands
[01:13.312]Maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
[01:17.557]We'll take the scissors to the line
[01:21.892]Kill ourselves and make a difference
[01:26.347]Maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
[01:30.748]There’s nothing left here to enjoy
[01:34.906]I think we’re ready for the asteroid
[01:45.855]You can feel anything you want
[01:48.969]You can allow it with a shred of doubt
[01:52.266]And you’re addicted to synthetic stimulation but the medicine is running out
[02:02.525]And I’m feeling like I'm lost at sea
[02:05.487]Through the abysses of infinity
[02:09.007]And I’m terrified to fall asleep and find myself in someone else’s broken dreams
[02:19.077]We should all go back to what we were
[02:22.098]When everyone was worshipping the sun
[02:25.582]And avoid success at any cost and have no idea what we should become
[02:35.330]Or you can meet me in another world
[02:38.804]Where we’re mesmerised at the design
[02:41.952]We’ll never know, we’ll never know, we’ll never know what it is when it hits us from behind
[02:51.899]From behind
[02:58.521]Oh-ho-ho
[03:05.783]Maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
[03:10.096]We take the scissors to the line
[03:14.506]Kill ourselves and make a difference
[03:18.867]Maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
[03:23.324]There’s nothing left here to enjoy
[03:27.472]I think we’re ready for the asteroid
[03:32.227]Maybe, if you speak to me more clearly
[03:36.494]We wouldn’t need a new connection
[03:40.948]Pick it up and find a better place to float away
[03:44.991]And I’m begging for forgiveness
[03:47.937]Lose my superstitious fears
[03:50.923]And count the hours down from twenty-four to one
[03:58.111]And I’m feeling pins and needles
[04:01.208]Everything is seeming needless
[04:04.518]Acupuncture all the evil things away
[04:11.329]Wash your blood-stained hands in no man’s land
[04:14.744]And it'll hit you like a wave
[04:17.364]That we could always finish this another day
文本歌词
作曲 : MICHAEL WALLACE/Daniel Christiansen/Scott Munro/Matthew Flegel
You can get anything that you want
In a particular array of styles
And you’re addicted to the photographs
But your subscription to the magazine is running out
You can keep everyone satisfied
By the choices that you make in life
And dressing to impress your neighbor
But our sun-dried bones all probably look the same
In the end we’re semi-permanent
With a low participation rate
No membership required to find yourself in someone else’s sad routine
I can’t help but get excited at
The possibility of other plans
So I'll write myself out of the contract
With the blood from my cut-up hands
From my hands
Maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
We'll take the scissors to the line
Kill ourselves and make a difference
Maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
There’s nothing left here to enjoy
I think we’re ready for the asteroid
You can feel anything you want
You can allow it with a shred of doubt
And you’re addicted to synthetic stimulation but the medicine is running out
And I’m feeling like I'm lost at sea
Through the abysses of infinity
And I’m terrified to fall asleep and find myself in someone else’s broken dreams
We should all go back to what we were
When everyone was worshipping the sun
And avoid success at any cost and have no idea what we should become
Or you can meet me in another world
Where we’re mesmerised at the design
We’ll never know, we’ll never know, we’ll never know what it is when it hits us from behind
From behind
Oh-ho-ho
Maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
We take the scissors to the line
Kill ourselves and make a difference
Maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
There’s nothing left here to enjoy
I think we’re ready for the asteroid
Maybe, if you speak to me more clearly
We wouldn’t need a new connection
Pick it up and find a better place to float away
And I’m begging for forgiveness
Lose my superstitious fears
And count the hours down from twenty-four to one
And I’m feeling pins and needles
Everything is seeming needless
Acupuncture all the evil things away
Wash your blood-stained hands in no man’s land
And it'll hit you like a wave
That we could always finish this another day