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作曲 : Jake Webb |
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It began with a mistake |
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A bribe, a pressure release |
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To drive toward liberty |
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Cursed into a vague goodbye |
[00:34.245][Verse 1] |
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You've entered the subtlety |
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Not exact, more deforming |
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Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding |
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I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright |
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Sewn it back into the garden |
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Open your hand, I want to try |
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Too late to feed us what you harvest |
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Too tough to cut it with a knife |
[01:32.341][Verse 2] |
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What about the 37 degrees |
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We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin? |
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Our bodies are vessels for poisoning |
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But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright |
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Sewn it back into the garden |
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Open your hand, I want to try |
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Too late to feed us what you harvest |
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Too tough to cut it with a knife |
[02:26.054][Interlude] |
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Comin' out, c-c-comin' out |
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Sewn it back into the garden |
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Open your hand, I want to try |
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Too late to feed us what you harvest |
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Too tough to cut it with a knife |
[03:19.579][Outro] |
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My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design |
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Collecting all of it awry |
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