[00:00.000] 作词 : Sondre Lerche
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sondre Lerche
[00:03.000]
[00:20.309]Put the camera down
[00:26.680]You don’t need to justify every single turn
[00:34.017]You don’t need apologize after every word
[00:41.751]Give them grief or give them grace
[00:45.295]Give them nothing take the praise
[00:48.951]It’ll come together by and by
[01:00.093]Put the camera down
[01:06.401]You don’t have to be unarmed
[01:10.073]But put away that knife
[01:13.619]There’s no sound in our alarm
[01:17.750]Just a silent light
[01:21.267]And you tell me how I failed
[01:25.120]And I’ll tell you once again
[01:29.095]It’ll come together by and by
[01:34.700]Always chasing the same lead
[01:39.933]The same old cobbled streets
[01:43.458]Always barely head above the water
[01:48.653]Always balancing the short end of the final straw
[01:56.997]Always just an inch above the gutter
[02:07.390]So is this it?
[02:10.826]At you fingertips is a world in a cage
[02:22.776]Tell me something
[02:26.402]Say something you couldn’t tell me
[02:31.761](Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)
[02:45.513]But you tend to recommend truth
[02:54.728]And without breaking no sweat no plates
[03:02.714]The disguises
[03:06.899]The disguise has
[03:10.210]The disguise has eyes
[03:22.720]Put the camera down
[03:28.906]You don’t need to second-guess every fickle itch
[03:36.596]You don’t need to disavow every bygone stitch
[03:43.829]Give them grief or give them grace
[03:48.022]Give them nothing take the praise
[03:52.376]It’ll come together by and by

作词 : Sondre Lerche
作曲 : Sondre Lerche
Put the camera down
You don’t need to justify every single turn
You don’t need apologize after every word
Give them grief or give them grace
Give them nothing take the praise
It’ll come together by and by
Put the camera down
You don’t have to be unarmed
But put away that knife
There’s no sound in our alarm
Just a silent light
And you tell me how I failed
And I’ll tell you once again
It’ll come together by and by
Always chasing the same lead
The same old cobbled streets
Always barely head above the water
Always balancing the short end of the final straw
Always just an inch above the gutter
So is this it?
At you fingertips is a world in a cage
Tell me something
Say something you couldn’t tell me
(Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)
But you tend to recommend truth
And without breaking no sweat no plates
The disguises
The disguise has
The disguise has eyes
Put the camera down
You don’t need to second-guess every fickle itch
You don’t need to disavow every bygone stitch
Give them grief or give them grace
Give them nothing take the praise
It’ll come together by and by