[00:00.000] 作词 : Humans Etcetera
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Humans Etcetera
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Humans Etcetera
[00:04.286]Say you will.
[00:08.457]In the tomb before annihilation.
[00:11.864]Sweetened tones.
[00:15.403]Genetic.
[00:17.268]A sunburnt wave tills the sand,
[00:23.496]better run from it.
[00:24.777]A toxic pill buried in the brain.
[00:32.247]Forget it.
[00:33.998]You can’t win, or give in.
[00:36.934]It’s better this way.
[00:40.478]So tired of your life you wanna…
[00:44.009]but there’s no ear to take it.
[00:47.820]Hound a spirit up the stairs with no way back down.
[00:59.910]Sulk alone.
[01:03.884]In a room without ventilation.
[01:07.405]Leaf-like stones.
[01:11.123]Kinetic.
[01:13.071]Unwelcome guests fill the space.
[01:19.278]Better cover up.
[01:20.368]A useless cell ready to replicate.
[01:29.782]Just then it kicks in.
[01:32.738]My vision grays.
[01:36.844]Both hands in the coffin on your last…
[01:43.959]So tired of your life you wanna…
[01:47.273]but there’s no ear to take it.
[01:51.240]Hound a spirit up the stairs with no intention…
[01:58.037]Trip wire in the spine, you wanna…
[02:01.538]But there’s no major cadence.
[02:05.713]See a ghost in the mirror getting down.
[02:45.356]You said the end was here,
[02:48.954]so I checked all around me.
[02:52.572]No trace of death could be seen.
[03:00.278]So how could I believe you?
[03:04.135]Does sight deceive?
[03:08.003]Is the end really tethered to us?
[03:13.428]I didn’t believe you.
[03:17.102]How could I believe you?

作词 : Humans Etcetera
作曲 : Humans Etcetera
编曲 : Humans Etcetera
Say you will.
In the tomb before annihilation.
Sweetened tones.
Genetic.
A sunburnt wave tills the sand,
better run from it.
A toxic pill buried in the brain.
Forget it.
You can’t win, or give in.
It’s better this way.
So tired of your life you wanna…
but there’s no ear to take it.
Hound a spirit up the stairs with no way back down.
Sulk alone.
In a room without ventilation.
Leaf-like stones.
Kinetic.
Unwelcome guests fill the space.
Better cover up.
A useless cell ready to replicate.
Just then it kicks in.
My vision grays.
Both hands in the coffin on your last…
So tired of your life you wanna…
but there’s no ear to take it.
Hound a spirit up the stairs with no intention…
Trip wire in the spine, you wanna…
But there’s no major cadence.
See a ghost in the mirror getting down.
You said the end was here,
so I checked all around me.
No trace of death could be seen.
So how could I believe you?
Does sight deceive?
Is the end really tethered to us?
I didn’t believe you.
How could I believe you?