| Song | Rest Your Bones |
| Artist | Paper Beat Scissors |
| Album | Paper Beat Scissors |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tim Crabtree | |
| 作曲 : Tim Crabtree | |
| Caught out at last to the shame of everyone | |
| Mindless pursuits brought to fall | |
| Now say what you will, you were not so innocent | |
| You reeled me in I’ll rail you out as well | |
| Thin wire falls, somehow cuts through all of this | |
| The joy and the trauma will pass | |
| In chimes a voice, brings you back inside yourself | |
| Speaks truth til you’re blue, repeats it: | |
| “It’s been too long...” | |
| Brought up in safety beside cacophony | |
| Picking the sense from the background noise | |
| Sadness or fear brings you underground again and surely you won’t find it there | |
| Rest your bones in this hole | |
| We’ll come back for you, we promise we will not leave you here | |
| Rest your bones |
| zuo ci : Tim Crabtree | |
| zuo qu : Tim Crabtree | |
| Caught out at last to the shame of everyone | |
| Mindless pursuits brought to fall | |
| Now say what you will, you were not so innocent | |
| You reeled me in I' ll rail you out as well | |
| Thin wire falls, somehow cuts through all of this | |
| The joy and the trauma will pass | |
| In chimes a voice, brings you back inside yourself | |
| Speaks truth til you' re blue, repeats it: | |
| " It' s been too long..." | |
| Brought up in safety beside cacophony | |
| Picking the sense from the background noise | |
| Sadness or fear brings you underground again and surely you won' t find it there | |
| Rest your bones in this hole | |
| We' ll come back for you, we promise we will not leave you here | |
| Rest your bones |
| zuò cí : Tim Crabtree | |
| zuò qǔ : Tim Crabtree | |
| Caught out at last to the shame of everyone | |
| Mindless pursuits brought to fall | |
| Now say what you will, you were not so innocent | |
| You reeled me in I' ll rail you out as well | |
| Thin wire falls, somehow cuts through all of this | |
| The joy and the trauma will pass | |
| In chimes a voice, brings you back inside yourself | |
| Speaks truth til you' re blue, repeats it: | |
| " It' s been too long..." | |
| Brought up in safety beside cacophony | |
| Picking the sense from the background noise | |
| Sadness or fear brings you underground again and surely you won' t find it there | |
| Rest your bones in this hole | |
| We' ll come back for you, we promise we will not leave you here | |
| Rest your bones |