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[00:00.00] 作词 : Josh Middleton
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Josh Middleton
[00:28.02]I’ve stepped inside a world I don’t know
[00:30.87]The sky’s not quite the same anymore
[00:33.21]Dead stasis
[00:34.35]Burnt pages
[00:35.55]Fabric of society torn
[00:37.35]Condemned either way
[00:39.54]No cells, no chains
[00:41.91]Resistance is buried like a secret to a grave
[00:52.23]Face down in the dirt again
[00:56.88]What’s to gain from being the last one standing?
[01:01.26]Cut the limb and not the tourniquet
[01:05.22]So now it’s understood
[01:07.65]We remove the deadwood
[01:22.08]Pulled apart from all sides
[01:24.78]It never took much to divide
[01:27.06]Can’t find a way to detach
[01:29.37]So light the ****ing match
[01:32.25]Never been the first to cast a stone
[01:36.51]But we’ll torch the fields
[01:38.73]Where their seeds are sewn
[01:40.53]Like moths to flames
[01:43.77]They covet the arcane
[01:45.36]Constricted
[01:46.50]Complicit in how we’re detained
[03:06.87]I felt the weight of a soul in my hands
[03:11.94]And I’m starting to understand
[03:16.95]They’re all dead weight
[03:24.96]Transcending this hell unscathed
[03:28.95]While we fight for the scraps thrown away
[03:34.05]Parasites and sycophants
[03:38.22]Bleeding you dry
[03:44.19]Deadwood.
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作词 : Josh Middleton
作曲 : Josh Middleton
I’ve stepped inside a world I don’t know
The sky’s not quite the same anymore
Dead stasis
Burnt pages
Fabric of society torn
Condemned either way
No cells, no chains
Resistance is buried like a secret to a grave
Face down in the dirt again
What’s to gain from being the last one standing?
Cut the limb and not the tourniquet
So now it’s understood
We remove the deadwood
Pulled apart from all sides
It never took much to divide
Can’t find a way to detach
So light the ****ing match
Never been the first to cast a stone
But we’ll torch the fields
Where their seeds are sewn
Like moths to flames
They covet the arcane
Constricted
Complicit in how we’re detained
I felt the weight of a soul in my hands
And I’m starting to understand
They’re all dead weight
Transcending this hell unscathed
While we fight for the scraps thrown away
Parasites and sycophants
Bleeding you dry
Deadwood.