[00:00.000] 作词 : Thomas Anderson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Thomas Anderson
[00:11.697] Stuck inside, might fade away
[00:13.549] I’ve been taking this day to day
[00:15.046] I’ve been making up white lies
[00:16.544] In the summertime, can’t run astray
[00:17.951] Feel like my minds on pandemic
[00:19.730] All the things i can’t stomach
[00:21.338] Therapy, i ran through it
[00:22.948] Bad vibes til my heart plummets
[00:24.460] My arms weak, and my chest hurts
[00:25.732] Staying cold inside sweatshirts
[00:27.156] I got three scars on my torso
[00:28.675] Cuz it cut deep when i met her
[00:30.401] But that’s old news
[00:31.396] Sitting up in this cold room
[00:32.852] Laying down when i need to
[00:34.227] All the clothes that i bleed through
[00:36.200] Yea
[00:42.774] I don’t wanna talk anymore
[00:44.350] Closed off behind open doors
[00:45.878] Mom’s here, doesn’t understand me
[00:47.653] Surrounding me, but still feel abandoned
[00:48.914] Lotta things that they never will see
[00:50.530] Midday, but i’m falling asleep
[00:52.114] These people never honest with me
[00:53.733] Because i won’t get better, no promise to keep
[00:55.214] Maybe i’ll try to relax
[00:56.696] Asking a lot, but avoiding the facts
[00:58.332] I wanna know if there’s hope in the end
[01:00.019] I’ve been trying to cope, but i’m moping instead
[01:01.671] Slow it down
[01:02.834] Heart’s rhythm keeps slowing down
[01:04.649] Bloods moving, it goes around
[01:05.960] Until it stops, it’s over now

作词 : Thomas Anderson
作曲 : Thomas Anderson
Stuck inside, might fade away
I’ve been taking this day to day
I’ve been making up white lies
In the summertime, can’t run astray
Feel like my minds on pandemic
All the things i can’t stomach
Therapy, i ran through it
Bad vibes til my heart plummets
My arms weak, and my chest hurts
Staying cold inside sweatshirts
I got three scars on my torso
Cuz it cut deep when i met her
But that’s old news
Sitting up in this cold room
Laying down when i need to
All the clothes that i bleed through
Yea
I don’t wanna talk anymore
Closed off behind open doors
Mom’s here, doesn’t understand me
Surrounding me, but still feel abandoned
Lotta things that they never will see
Midday, but i’m falling asleep
These people never honest with me
Because i won’t get better, no promise to keep
Maybe i’ll try to relax
Asking a lot, but avoiding the facts
I wanna know if there’s hope in the end
I’ve been trying to cope, but i’m moping instead
Slow it down
Heart’s rhythm keeps slowing down
Bloods moving, it goes around
Until it stops, it’s over now