A Street Scene

	作词 : Bark Psychosis
	I'm sure you can make it,
	Flip side while nothing changes.
	I run past your street: deserted,
	Fading like I'm your fading friend.
	Incision,
	Carved out.
	No traces,
	Of doubt.
	I can't extract the truth;
	You know it.
	But what you give you get,
	While this place spins
	Like a heavy doorway.
	But you've seen it all.
	Pretence,
	Rip this town.
	You turn my world,
	Upside down.
	Incision,
	Carved out.
	No traces,
	Of doubt.
	I can't extract the truth;
	You know it.
	But what you give you get,
	While this place spins
	Like a heavy doorway.
	Gather it around.
	You built it up
	So tear it dow

	zuò cí : Bark Psychosis
	I' m sure you can make it,
	Flip side while nothing changes.
	I run past your street: deserted,
	Fading like I' m your fading friend.
	Incision,
	Carved out.
	No traces,
	Of doubt.
	I can' t extract the truth
	You know it.
	But what you give you get,
	While this place spins
	Like a heavy doorway.
	But you' ve seen it all.
	Pretence,
	Rip this town.
	You turn my world,
	Upside down.
	Incision,
	Carved out.
	No traces,
	Of doubt.
	I can' t extract the truth
	You know it.
	But what you give you get,
	While this place spins
	Like a heavy doorway.
	Gather it around.
	You built it up
	So tear it dow