| 作曲 : Fog | |
| The very last I knew of you- | |
| there was a flash, | |
| and then two of you. | |
| And then the two of you | |
| bore more upon more of you, | |
| 'till the swarm of you produced a sickening hum. | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days... | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days. | |
| My every living molecule became a perfect copy of itself. | |
| The feedback loop that it created bore down upon me. | |
| I turned, I thought I heard something life-like stirring | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| The last I knew of you | |
| there was a a flash, | |
| and then there was none of you... | |
| All our teeth are falling out | |
| i got nothing to tell you on the telephone. | |
| White gasses hiss from me; | |
| black smoke coughs from your propped jaws. | |
| My tv has the plague! | |
| My tv has the plague! |
| zuo qu : Fog | |
| The very last I knew of you | |
| there was a flash, | |
| and then two of you. | |
| And then the two of you | |
| bore more upon more of you, | |
| ' till the swarm of you produced a sickening hum. | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days... | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days. | |
| My every living molecule became a perfect copy of itself. | |
| The feedback loop that it created bore down upon me. | |
| I turned, I thought I heard something lifelike stirring | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| The last I knew of you | |
| there was a a flash, | |
| and then there was none of you... | |
| All our teeth are falling out | |
| i got nothing to tell you on the telephone. | |
| White gasses hiss from me | |
| black smoke coughs from your propped jaws. | |
| My tv has the plague! | |
| My tv has the plague! |
| zuò qǔ : Fog | |
| The very last I knew of you | |
| there was a flash, | |
| and then two of you. | |
| And then the two of you | |
| bore more upon more of you, | |
| ' till the swarm of you produced a sickening hum. | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days... | |
| And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days. | |
| My every living molecule became a perfect copy of itself. | |
| The feedback loop that it created bore down upon me. | |
| I turned, I thought I heard something lifelike stirring | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| was it only for want of one kind word? | |
| The last I knew of you | |
| there was a a flash, | |
| and then there was none of you... | |
| All our teeth are falling out | |
| i got nothing to tell you on the telephone. | |
| White gasses hiss from me | |
| black smoke coughs from your propped jaws. | |
| My tv has the plague! | |
| My tv has the plague! |
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