| 作词 : Silkworm | |
| It's getting ready to pour | |
| Streetlights flicker on again | |
| Once more it's time to descend | |
| Into the end of another long day | |
| A week 'til the fourth a month 'til this dump's dead end | |
| But this heart is mine to lend not just anyone's to take away | |
| Watery eyes I got all choked up | |
| Paper-thin walls keep it down | |
| All the bad habits that you took on | |
| Are coming out more every round | |
| All the cars are splashing by | |
| In a hurry to get their drivers home | |
| Have one of them take you along | |
| The first good safe chance I get | |
| Maybe Earth's core can pull on your empty head | |
| And someone else can pretend | |
| That your skin doesn't get in the way | |
| Get your head up | |
| The end is near | |
| No one said this would be fun | |
| One short drive | |
| One long pull on the trigger of a loaded gun | |
| There goes the water | |
| Turn those headlights off | |
| It's hot as hell and the extra wattage wears me down | |
| Like a wick eaten up by the flame | |
| Drains overflow | |
| The gutter's slow and choked | |
| It came and stole my friend and left a caricature of a joke |
| zuo ci : Silkworm | |
| It' s getting ready to pour | |
| Streetlights flicker on again | |
| Once more it' s time to descend | |
| Into the end of another long day | |
| A week ' til the fourth a month ' til this dump' s dead end | |
| But this heart is mine to lend not just anyone' s to take away | |
| Watery eyes I got all choked up | |
| Paperthin walls keep it down | |
| All the bad habits that you took on | |
| Are coming out more every round | |
| All the cars are splashing by | |
| In a hurry to get their drivers home | |
| Have one of them take you along | |
| The first good safe chance I get | |
| Maybe Earth' s core can pull on your empty head | |
| And someone else can pretend | |
| That your skin doesn' t get in the way | |
| Get your head up | |
| The end is near | |
| No one said this would be fun | |
| One short drive | |
| One long pull on the trigger of a loaded gun | |
| There goes the water | |
| Turn those headlights off | |
| It' s hot as hell and the extra wattage wears me down | |
| Like a wick eaten up by the flame | |
| Drains overflow | |
| The gutter' s slow and choked | |
| It came and stole my friend and left a caricature of a joke |
| zuò cí : Silkworm | |
| It' s getting ready to pour | |
| Streetlights flicker on again | |
| Once more it' s time to descend | |
| Into the end of another long day | |
| A week ' til the fourth a month ' til this dump' s dead end | |
| But this heart is mine to lend not just anyone' s to take away | |
| Watery eyes I got all choked up | |
| Paperthin walls keep it down | |
| All the bad habits that you took on | |
| Are coming out more every round | |
| All the cars are splashing by | |
| In a hurry to get their drivers home | |
| Have one of them take you along | |
| The first good safe chance I get | |
| Maybe Earth' s core can pull on your empty head | |
| And someone else can pretend | |
| That your skin doesn' t get in the way | |
| Get your head up | |
| The end is near | |
| No one said this would be fun | |
| One short drive | |
| One long pull on the trigger of a loaded gun | |
| There goes the water | |
| Turn those headlights off | |
| It' s hot as hell and the extra wattage wears me down | |
| Like a wick eaten up by the flame | |
| Drains overflow | |
| The gutter' s slow and choked | |
| It came and stole my friend and left a caricature of a joke |