作曲 : Dan Bejar You take back the curse, but the world just gets worse As you wonder about how someone could become So fat and so proud off the damage they've done. Man, the damage was fun. A house is a home. Hotels made of skin and bone hold us. Father figures continue to scold us. Avuncular-at-best in a church of new things. He traded the records for rings As I sat back and watched what I thought would ensue Not ensue. Hospitals overflow With singers, embittered and pissed. Dead-ringers for men whose whereabouts should not be known Or be missed. No failed revolts, No plot from the inside Could contend with the prospect or trend towards being discovered before our time. With upwards of thirty songs All about women and children Whose lives will come second to mine. You take back the curse, but the girl just gets Every rip-off artist to paint a picture of a world at war When the world was not at war. When the world was not at war. When the world was not at war. Oh, when the world was not at war
作曲 : Dan Bejar You take back the curse, but the world just gets worse As you wonder about how someone could become So fat and so proud off the damage they've done. Man, the damage was fun. A house is a home. Hotels made of skin and bone hold us. Father figures continue to scold us. Avuncular-at-best in a church of new things. He traded the records for rings As I sat back and watched what I thought would ensue Not ensue. Hospitals overflow With singers, embittered and pissed. Dead-ringers for men whose whereabouts should not be known Or be missed. No failed revolts, No plot from the inside Could contend with the prospect or trend towards being discovered before our time. With upwards of thirty songs All about women and children Whose lives will come second to mine. You take back the curse, but the girl just gets Every rip-off artist to paint a picture of a world at war When the world was not at war. When the world was not at war. When the world was not at war. Oh, when the world was not at war
