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  • 作词 : Marika Hackman
    作曲 : Marika Hackman
    I have no head
    The forest floor is my bed
    The leaves that fall I use as a blanket
    For my bones are as cold as lead
    The weight of all those hungry mouths
    The things they said

    I have no eyes
    The forest floor I despise
    But I will not be gone in the morning
    I will lie, still here, I will lie
    You said to meet at the edge of the trees
    On a Monday afternoon
    I waited until the moon
    Lay on your back, breathe it in
    The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    And you followed the road
    And it was just our dust, just our dust

    The trace of your steps
    Leads right to where I took my breath
    For the last time, it lingers forever
    As a ghost of where we last met
    The stars were not so brave to show
    What they don't know

    Lay on your back, breathe it in
    The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    And you followed the road
    And it was just our dust
    Lay on your back, breathe it in
    The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    And you followed the road
    And it was just our dust
    Standing there in the frosty air
    I knew our time had come
    And you followed the road
    And it was just our dust
    Just our dust
    Just our dust

    I feel no pain
    The blood is frozen in my veins
    And although you were here in the morning
    My skin was cold before you came
    My skin was cold before you came

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Marika Hackman
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Marika Hackman
    [00:08.45]I have no head
    [00:11.76]The forest floor is my bed
    [00:15.84]The leaves that fall I use as a blanket
    [00:19.65]For my bones are as cold as lead
    [00:23.55]The weight of all those hungry mouths
    [00:28.67]The things they said
    [00:31.73]
    [00:33.38]I have no eyes
    [00:38.18]The forest floor I despise
    [00:41.81]But I will not be gone in the morning
    [00:45.65]I will lie, still here, I will lie
    [00:49.61]You said to meet at the edge of the trees
    [00:51.78]On a Monday afternoon
    [00:55.47]I waited until the moon
    [01:00.25]Lay on your back, breathe it in
    [01:04.22]The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    [01:07.94]And you followed the road
    [01:11.74]And it was just our dust, just our dust
    [01:20.61]
    [01:29.68]The trace of your steps
    [01:33.25]Leads right to where I took my breath
    [01:36.96]For the last time, it lingers forever
    [01:40.78]As a ghost of where we last met
    [01:44.59]The stars were not so brave to show
    [01:50.71]What they don't know
    [01:56.19]
    [02:06.68]Lay on your back, breathe it in
    [02:10.48]The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    [02:14.03]And you followed the road
    [02:21.40]And it was just our dust
    [02:21.86]Lay on your back, breathe it in
    [02:25.65]The sickly sweet of my rotting skin
    [02:29.26]And you followed the road
    [02:32.44]And it was just our dust
    [02:36.88]Standing there in the frosty air
    [02:40.64]I knew our time had come
    [02:44.22]And you followed the road
    [02:47.54]And it was just our dust
    [02:51.90]Just our dust
    [02:55.89]Just our dust
    [03:02.28]
    [03:09.38]I feel no pain
    [03:13.31]The blood is frozen in my veins
    [03:16.75]And although you were here in the morning
    [03:20.61]My skin was cold before you came
    [03:24.41]My skin was cold before you came
    [03:31.20]