[00:00.00] 作词 : Marika Hackman
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Marika Hackman
[00:03.33]Stale tongues, the words have gone
[00:09.79]And all we’ve left is smoky spirits and heavy lungs
[00:15.88]And I don’t want to talk it through
[00:21.38]But my head hurts and I hate you
[00:26.72]So make me throw up
[00:29.91]I know that you will
[00:33.03]And wake up my mother and tell her I’m ill
[00:39.63]It’s all coming out now, black, brown
[00:47.84]Wine and bile
[00:56.49]Salty eyes, and frothy lips
[01:02.54]Your teeth are bared and champing at the ******* bit
[01:08.75]Leaning on the window
[01:14.37]When you point down and you let go
[01:19.37]You say: “look at the people
[01:22.63]Crawling like insects
[01:25.82]All over the pavements”
[01:28.75]I’d rather be with them
[01:31.96]‘Cause I just hate this room, it smells like you
[01:48.47]
[02:15.15]Leave it on, I like this song
[02:21.18]When it ends, I really must be getting on
[02:26.27]And the needle clicks after an hour
[02:33.13]And you look back and the door slams
[02:37.93]I’m so ******* heartless
[02:41.05]I can’t even cry
[02:44.21]I’ve opened my body: it’s hollow inside
[02:50.60]So ring up my parents
[02:53.79]And tell them I’m dead
[02:56.96]And say how you left me, And ****** with my head
[03:03.39]And I just hate your hair, and the clothes you wear
[03:15.91]And I just hate your hair, and the clothes you wear
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作词 : Marika Hackman
作曲 : Marika Hackman
Stale tongues, the words have gone
And all we’ve left is smoky spirits and heavy lungs
And I don’t want to talk it through
But my head hurts and I hate you
So make me throw up
I know that you will
And wake up my mother and tell her I’m ill
It’s all coming out now, black, brown
Wine and bile
Salty eyes, and frothy lips
Your teeth are bared and champing at the ******* bit
Leaning on the window
When you point down and you let go
You say: “look at the people
Crawling like insects
All over the pavements”
I’d rather be with them
‘Cause I just hate this room, it smells like you
Leave it on, I like this song
When it ends, I really must be getting on
And the needle clicks after an hour
And you look back and the door slams
I’m so ******* heartless
I can’t even cry
I’ve opened my body: it’s hollow inside
So ring up my parents
And tell them I’m dead
And say how you left me, And ****** with my head
And I just hate your hair, and the clothes you wear
And I just hate your hair, and the clothes you wear