[00:00.000] 作词 : Jonah Wiggenhorn
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Keyvan Parsan/William Tran/Jonah Wiggenhorn
[00:00.000]for what purpose do i exist
[00:28.998]reckless thrillseeker swerves through traffic
[00:36.127]drinking enough cups of coffee to stay spread thin
[00:44.883]perpetual burnout watch months go by
[00:51.915]mechanical humdrum interrupted
[00:58.942]reduced to scrap
[01:00.774]bird in the hand
[01:02.805]killed with two stones
[01:06.895]broken glass
[01:08.660]salt in the wound
[01:10.630]feel it in my bones
[01:14.447]strike the match
[01:16.591]burn all that you've worked for to the ground
[01:24.366]relish in your modest expectations
[01:32.037]proud American with all the finest flaws
[01:40.355]whatchu gonna do when you're up next
[01:48.167]if God was cool he wouldn't let that happen
[01:53.690]reduced to scrap
[01:56.095]bird in the hand
[01:58.074]killed with two stones
[02:01.914]broken glass
[02:03.951]salt in the wound
[02:05.977]feel it in my bones
[02:09.668]strike the match
[02:11.735]burn all that you've worked for to the ground
[02:25.440]if I could make myself the villain
[02:32.354]maybe I'd feel like I deserved it
[02:41.175]the void that I call home
[02:57.209]hello fellow charlatan youre one of us
[03:04.574]getting stupid answers to all your stupid questions
[03:13.536]trucker who gets carsick in for the long haul
[03:20.523]I just hope that heaven keeps me busy
[03:54.255]keeps me busy
[03:58.624]reduced to scrap
[04:00.943]bird in the hand
[04:02.954]killed with two stones
[04:06.813]broken glass
[04:08.793]salt in the wound
[04:10.711]feel it in my bones
[04:14.425]strike the match
[04:16.479]burn all that you've worked for to the ground

作词 : Jonah Wiggenhorn
作曲 : Keyvan Parsan/William Tran/Jonah Wiggenhorn
for what purpose do i exist
reckless thrillseeker swerves through traffic
drinking enough cups of coffee to stay spread thin
perpetual burnout watch months go by
mechanical humdrum interrupted
reduced to scrap
bird in the hand
killed with two stones
broken glass
salt in the wound
feel it in my bones
strike the match
burn all that you've worked for to the ground
relish in your modest expectations
proud American with all the finest flaws
whatchu gonna do when you're up next
if God was cool he wouldn't let that happen
reduced to scrap
bird in the hand
killed with two stones
broken glass
salt in the wound
feel it in my bones
strike the match
burn all that you've worked for to the ground
if I could make myself the villain
maybe I'd feel like I deserved it
the void that I call home
hello fellow charlatan youre one of us
getting stupid answers to all your stupid questions
trucker who gets carsick in for the long haul
I just hope that heaven keeps me busy
keeps me busy
reduced to scrap
bird in the hand
killed with two stones
broken glass
salt in the wound
feel it in my bones
strike the match
burn all that you've worked for to the ground