作曲 : Steve Mason/Kevin Miles/Matt James You can feel every pulse of your blood, Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should. But nothing has been done You rarely see the sun. A house barely clean never could, Bring yourself to rise, For a life, fantasise, Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes. I can feel every twisted, dead bone, But I have seen the city, It's young, their hopes, The town boys roaring by, Sometime I wanna die. Long to live, Tell me why should I leave, The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep? So why do people bother? I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER. Everyone has a place, I know mine, In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die. The longing is long gone, I'm boredom's latest son Oh do you cry for a life ever spring? Winter is a fading, and dim memory. Go take what you have not, And leave me here to rot. I can feel every twisted, dead bone, I have seen the city, It's young, their hopes The town boys roaring by, Sometimes I wanna die.
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Steve Mason/Kevin Miles/Matt James [00:11:200]You can feel every pulse of your blood, [00:17:100]Reminding you the days slip on by, as they should. [00:24:400]But nothing has been done [00:27:500]You rarely see the sun. [00:32:000]A house barely clean never could, [00:37:800]Bring yourself to rise, [00:40:500]For a life, fantasise, [00:44:850]Of diving in the deep end, the water offers changes. [00:52:000]I can feel every twisted, dead bone, [00:57:850]But I have seen the city, [01:01:000]It's young, their hopes, [01:03:850]The town boys roaring by, [01:07:000]Sometime I wanna die. [01:10:950]Long to live, [01:13:500]Tell me why should I leave, [01:16:500]The comfort of my room, with it's dirt inches deep? [01:23:200]So why do people bother? [01:26:500]I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER. [01:30:500]Everyone has a place, I know mine, [01:35:800]In bed where I was born, where I'll live, where I'll die. [01:42:700]The longing is long gone, [01:45:100]I'm boredom's latest son [01:49:500]Oh do you cry for a life ever spring? [01:55:400]Winter is a fading, and dim memory. [02:01:500]Go take what you have not, [02:04:950]And leave me here to rot. [02:28:000]I can feel every twisted, dead bone, [02:35:000]I have seen the city, [02:38:200]It's young, their hopes [02:41:500]The town boys roaring by, [02:44:500]Sometimes I wanna die.
