| 作曲 : Slowblow | |
| These are all the words you like to speak out loud | |
| It's not the meaning, it's a question of sound | |
| You write them down in a little book | |
| You tear out the pages when the whole night is through | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries | |
| These are all the little pills that make you sleep | |
| But sometimes sleep can be close to death | |
| You wake up again in a white room | |
| And something tells you everything is good | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries |
| zuo qu : Slowblow | |
| These are all the words you like to speak out loud | |
| It' s not the meaning, it' s a question of sound | |
| You write them down in a little book | |
| You tear out the pages when the whole night is through | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries | |
| These are all the little pills that make you sleep | |
| But sometimes sleep can be close to death | |
| You wake up again in a white room | |
| And something tells you everything is good | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries |
| zuò qǔ : Slowblow | |
| These are all the words you like to speak out loud | |
| It' s not the meaning, it' s a question of sound | |
| You write them down in a little book | |
| You tear out the pages when the whole night is through | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries | |
| These are all the little pills that make you sleep | |
| But sometimes sleep can be close to death | |
| You wake up again in a white room | |
| And something tells you everything is good | |
| Withdrawn, tangle, cupboard, strangle | |
| I like your name, it sounds like berries |