| Song | December |
| Artist | Post Louis |
| Album | Descender |
| 作词 : Stephanie Davin/Robbie Stern | |
| 作曲 : Stephanie Davin/Robbie Stern | |
| She worked in the lingerie department after hours | |
| He worked in the central office tapping keys hours after hours | |
| He used to come by and ask her what to buy his wife | |
| He used to go away and file reports about her performance | |
| But they talked enough that they fell in love and moved away, moved away | |
| And the lingerie lady cut her hair, joined the police, I see her at family occasions from time to time | |
| When I go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted when you’re | |
| (In my darkest hour I fear I’m not strong) | |
| My grandma lives alone in a tiny, tiny house | |
| Her dog died and she isn’t allowed another dog so she lives alone now | |
| She tells me I look younger in the daytime girlie and older in the evening light | |
| She tells me I look younger in the daytime girlie and older in the evening light | |
| She wears black gothic nail polish because chemo makes nails break in the sun | |
| In December tells me she used to warm her feet on my grandfather’s back in bed | |
| When go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted when you’re | |
| (In my darkest hour I fear I’m not strong) | |
| Right now I work for a huge, huge company in a tall shiny building | |
| And they make the drugs my grandma takes to stop her body swelling through and through | |
| When I leave late I sing on the bridge that holds the building together from the inside like a spine | |
| Walking up the spine it reverberates across the walls and the floors of the building | |
| Oh walking up the spine it reverberates across the walls and the floors of the building | |
| And I feel guilty and unnecessary and I think about their pipeline | |
| When go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted now you’re gone | |
| (He’s far away from me and he’s my least favourite, | |
| You can’t build a dynasty on your own you piece of shit | |
| Time is wasted by my hand, time is wasted when you’re gone | |
| Time is wasted by my hand, time was stolen all along) | |
| In my darkest hour I fear I’m not strong. |
| zuò cí : Stephanie Davin Robbie Stern | |
| zuò qǔ : Stephanie Davin Robbie Stern | |
| She worked in the lingerie department after hours | |
| He worked in the central office tapping keys hours after hours | |
| He used to come by and ask her what to buy his wife | |
| He used to go away and file reports about her performance | |
| But they talked enough that they fell in love and moved away, moved away | |
| And the lingerie lady cut her hair, joined the police, I see her at family occasions from time to time | |
| When I go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted when you' re | |
| In my darkest hour I fear I' m not strong | |
| My grandma lives alone in a tiny, tiny house | |
| Her dog died and she isn' t allowed another dog so she lives alone now | |
| She tells me I look younger in the daytime girlie and older in the evening light | |
| She tells me I look younger in the daytime girlie and older in the evening light | |
| She wears black gothic nail polish because chemo makes nails break in the sun | |
| In December tells me she used to warm her feet on my grandfather' s back in bed | |
| When go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted when you' re | |
| In my darkest hour I fear I' m not strong | |
| Right now I work for a huge, huge company in a tall shiny building | |
| And they make the drugs my grandma takes to stop her body swelling through and through | |
| When I leave late I sing on the bridge that holds the building together from the inside like a spine | |
| Walking up the spine it reverberates across the walls and the floors of the building | |
| Oh walking up the spine it reverberates across the walls and the floors of the building | |
| And I feel guilty and unnecessary and I think about their pipeline | |
| When go home at night | |
| I sing on a bridge on my own | |
| Time is wasted by my hand | |
| Time is wasted now you' re gone | |
| He' s far away from me and he' s my least favourite, | |
| You can' t build a dynasty on your own you piece of shit | |
| Time is wasted by my hand, time is wasted when you' re gone | |
| Time is wasted by my hand, time was stolen all along | |
| In my darkest hour I fear I' m not strong. |