[00:00.000] 作词 : Joel Quartuccio
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tyler Ross/Matt McClellan
[00:08.715]If cunning was our birthright
[00:13.471]Then falsity became our sport
[00:19.216]Beings like trellises of roses
[00:25.223]Vines, whose beauty so splendidly hid
[00:30.474]The vicious biting of recompense
[00:36.217]Ours alone to bare and grit
[00:39.965]Self-designed deceptions
[00:42.476]Jutting out of our skin
[00:44.966]Warning all passers-by
[00:48.477]"Careful, I'm beautiful
[00:50.965]but you wouldn't like what's within!
[00:54.978]For while reveling in my form
[00:58.217]you'll only bleed from my sins!"
[01:02.467]Perhaps the change began in the springs of our infancy
[01:07.215]Watered with poison
[01:08.970]stunting in its toxicity
[01:12.229]Or cutback too much in our pruning
[01:16.217]Trimmed with shaking hands, selfish neuroses
[01:20.717]Left jagged with self-loathing, insecurities
[01:25.480]But we don't have to let it dictate
[01:31.716]Shake the death from your bones
[01:45.466]Shake the death from your bones
[01:58.965]Shake the death from your bones
[02:01.965]Shake free of the yoke
[02:03.715]our mental oppressions
[02:06.475]No longer frozen
[02:08.973]the key in our possession
[02:11.980]Swing open your cell
[02:15.466]break off that rearview
[02:18.465]Even as the tree grows out of the heart of stone
[02:22.723]Our past will not dictate how tall we will grow
[02:43.969]Shake the death from your bones
[02:57.470]Shake the death from your bones
[03:11.723]Shake the death from your bones
[03:12.969]Will dwelling in the negatives
[03:15.478]Ever bring about the light?
[03:18.971]Will living in the darkness
[03:22.215]Ever expose what's right?

作词 : Joel Quartuccio
作曲 : Tyler Ross/Matt McClellan
If cunning was our birthright
Then falsity became our sport
Beings like trellises of roses
Vines, whose beauty so splendidly hid
The vicious biting of recompense
Ours alone to bare and grit
Self-designed deceptions
Jutting out of our skin
Warning all passers-by
"Careful, I'm beautiful
but you wouldn't like what's within!
For while reveling in my form
you'll only bleed from my sins!"
Perhaps the change began in the springs of our infancy
Watered with poison
stunting in its toxicity
Or cutback too much in our pruning
Trimmed with shaking hands, selfish neuroses
Left jagged with self-loathing, insecurities
But we don't have to let it dictate
Shake the death from your bones
Shake the death from your bones
Shake the death from your bones
Shake free of the yoke
our mental oppressions
No longer frozen
the key in our possession
Swing open your cell
break off that rearview
Even as the tree grows out of the heart of stone
Our past will not dictate how tall we will grow
Shake the death from your bones
Shake the death from your bones
Shake the death from your bones
Will dwelling in the negatives
Ever bring about the light?
Will living in the darkness
Ever expose what's right?