The Static Masses Lyrics

	作曲 : Murray, Nichol
	Even when I was younger
	I could feel your slimy sculptor's hands
	Shaping every uneven feature of my body after your fantasies
	Forever crafted to a silent
	Excessive perfection
	Fingers digging out all visible flaws
	Yet you still aren't satisfied with your work
	I'll never breathe or blink or look you in the eye
	I'll never show a single sign that I'm alive
	The time will come to break the chisel that hacked away our trust
	I'll never speak or think or spit straight in your eye
	I'll never show a single sign I can defy
	You need to understand it's what you've done to all of us
	As you approach, I'll always freeze right where I'm standing
	Heart beating faster under the cold
	Hard clay that has become my skin
	It's buried so deep
	You'd never know it was there
	But you're seeking something
	I can see it when you examine my every feature
	For something more than what you've designed
	Weighed down by my own heavy splendor
	I'm just a statue to pose at your parties
	Surrounded by a stiff
	Leering mass groping for a feel of the new old trend
	But what more can I give you besides my rigid presence

	zuo qu : Murray, Nichol
	Even when I was younger
	I could feel your slimy sculptor' s hands
	Shaping every uneven feature of my body after your fantasies
	Forever crafted to a silent
	Excessive perfection
	Fingers digging out all visible flaws
	Yet you still aren' t satisfied with your work
	I' ll never breathe or blink or look you in the eye
	I' ll never show a single sign that I' m alive
	The time will come to break the chisel that hacked away our trust
	I' ll never speak or think or spit straight in your eye
	I' ll never show a single sign I can defy
	You need to understand it' s what you' ve done to all of us
	As you approach, I' ll always freeze right where I' m standing
	Heart beating faster under the cold
	Hard clay that has become my skin
	It' s buried so deep
	You' d never know it was there
	But you' re seeking something
	I can see it when you examine my every feature
	For something more than what you' ve designed
	Weighed down by my own heavy splendor
	I' m just a statue to pose at your parties
	Surrounded by a stiff
	Leering mass groping for a feel of the new old trend
	But what more can I give you besides my rigid presence

	zuò qǔ : Murray, Nichol
	Even when I was younger
	I could feel your slimy sculptor' s hands
	Shaping every uneven feature of my body after your fantasies
	Forever crafted to a silent
	Excessive perfection
	Fingers digging out all visible flaws
	Yet you still aren' t satisfied with your work
	I' ll never breathe or blink or look you in the eye
	I' ll never show a single sign that I' m alive
	The time will come to break the chisel that hacked away our trust
	I' ll never speak or think or spit straight in your eye
	I' ll never show a single sign I can defy
	You need to understand it' s what you' ve done to all of us
	As you approach, I' ll always freeze right where I' m standing
	Heart beating faster under the cold
	Hard clay that has become my skin
	It' s buried so deep
	You' d never know it was there
	But you' re seeking something
	I can see it when you examine my every feature
	For something more than what you' ve designed
	Weighed down by my own heavy splendor
	I' m just a statue to pose at your parties
	Surrounded by a stiff
	Leering mass groping for a feel of the new old trend
	But what more can I give you besides my rigid presence

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