| Song | Failing, Flailing |
| Artist | Streetlight Manifesto |
| Album | Everything Goes Numb |
| 作曲 : Kalnoky | |
| You say you've got the cure, | |
| But I don't have a disease. | |
| And you say you've got the answers, | |
| But I've made no inquiries. | |
| And you're failing, bailing, | |
| Good God, mother****er, now I hear you flailing. | |
| I see you flailing, | |
| That's right, I think I do, | |
| I see you flailing away, away. | |
| I know it's hard but so are you | |
| And so am I and we'll pull through together, together. | |
| And I said that it's been years but still I fear | |
| That someone dear will leave me here forever, forever | |
| And I said: "Hey!" | |
| Hey, you've got to keep trying, | |
| You've got to keep holding onto what you've got | |
| Because what you've got it sure ain't a lot. | |
| And hey! | |
| Everyone's falling down, | |
| Everyone's holding out for what you've got, | |
| But what you've got, it sure ain't a lot. | |
| And you act like it is but you know that it's not, | |
| And even if it was, would you ever give it up | |
| If I told you what you had was really nothing? | |
| Nothing? Nothing! | |
| Yes, it's nothing, nothing at all. | |
| Well, you say your life's a bore | |
| And I can't quite disagree, | |
| If you judge your life by the pieces of shit that inhabit your TV. | |
| Because they stand so proud, and they talk too loud | |
| And every other word is a lie. | |
| I've found that everyone who is anyone is a waste of time, | |
| A waste of time. | |
| I know it's hard but so are you | |
| And so am I and we'll pull through together, together. | |
| And I said that it's been years but still I fear | |
| That someone dear will leave me here forever, forever | |
| And I said: "Hey!" | |
| Hey, you've got to keep trying, | |
| You've got to keep holding onto what you've got | |
| Because what you've got it sure ain't a lot. | |
| And hey! | |
| Everyone's falling down, | |
| Everyone's holding out for what you've got, | |
| But what you've got, it sure ain't a lot. | |
| And you act like it is but you know that it's not, | |
| And even if it was, would you ever give it up | |
| If I told you what you had was really nothing? | |
| Nothing? Nothing! | |
| Yes, it's nothing, nothing at all. | |
| Nothing, | |
| You won't say nothing, | |
| You won't say nothing, | |
| And that's just fine. | |
| Nothing, | |
| You won't say nothing, | |
| You won't say nothing, | |
| And that's just fine. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it's been years but still I fear that someday they'll desert me. | |
| Oh, it's hard, I know, | |
| When it's time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it's been years but still I fear that someday they'll desert me. | |
| Oh, it's hard, yes I know, | |
| When it's time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it's been years but still I fear that someday they'll desert me. | |
| Oh, it's hard, I know, | |
| When it's time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. |
| zuò qǔ : Kalnoky | |
| You say you' ve got the cure, | |
| But I don' t have a disease. | |
| And you say you' ve got the answers, | |
| But I' ve made no inquiries. | |
| And you' re failing, bailing, | |
| Good God, mother er, now I hear you flailing. | |
| I see you flailing, | |
| That' s right, I think I do, | |
| I see you flailing away, away. | |
| I know it' s hard but so are you | |
| And so am I and we' ll pull through together, together. | |
| And I said that it' s been years but still I fear | |
| That someone dear will leave me here forever, forever | |
| And I said: " Hey!" | |
| Hey, you' ve got to keep trying, | |
| You' ve got to keep holding onto what you' ve got | |
| Because what you' ve got it sure ain' t a lot. | |
| And hey! | |
| Everyone' s falling down, | |
| Everyone' s holding out for what you' ve got, | |
| But what you' ve got, it sure ain' t a lot. | |
| And you act like it is but you know that it' s not, | |
| And even if it was, would you ever give it up | |
| If I told you what you had was really nothing? | |
| Nothing? Nothing! | |
| Yes, it' s nothing, nothing at all. | |
| Well, you say your life' s a bore | |
| And I can' t quite disagree, | |
| If you judge your life by the pieces of shit that inhabit your TV. | |
| Because they stand so proud, and they talk too loud | |
| And every other word is a lie. | |
| I' ve found that everyone who is anyone is a waste of time, | |
| A waste of time. | |
| I know it' s hard but so are you | |
| And so am I and we' ll pull through together, together. | |
| And I said that it' s been years but still I fear | |
| That someone dear will leave me here forever, forever | |
| And I said: " Hey!" | |
| Hey, you' ve got to keep trying, | |
| You' ve got to keep holding onto what you' ve got | |
| Because what you' ve got it sure ain' t a lot. | |
| And hey! | |
| Everyone' s falling down, | |
| Everyone' s holding out for what you' ve got, | |
| But what you' ve got, it sure ain' t a lot. | |
| And you act like it is but you know that it' s not, | |
| And even if it was, would you ever give it up | |
| If I told you what you had was really nothing? | |
| Nothing? Nothing! | |
| Yes, it' s nothing, nothing at all. | |
| Nothing, | |
| You won' t say nothing, | |
| You won' t say nothing, | |
| And that' s just fine. | |
| Nothing, | |
| You won' t say nothing, | |
| You won' t say nothing, | |
| And that' s just fine. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it' s been years but still I fear that someday they' ll desert me. | |
| Oh, it' s hard, I know, | |
| When it' s time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it' s been years but still I fear that someday they' ll desert me. | |
| Oh, it' s hard, yes I know, | |
| When it' s time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. | |
| Sticks and stones may break my bones | |
| But names will never hurt me, | |
| And it' s been years but still I fear that someday they' ll desert me. | |
| Oh, it' s hard, I know, | |
| When it' s time to stand alone | |
| And no one understands you. |