Death To Birth - Michael Pitt.lrc

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[00:15.000]From ripe to rotten
[00:23.000]Too real to live
[00:30.000]Should I lie down
[00:34.000]Or stand up and walk around again?
[00:47.000]My eyes finally wide open up
[00:55.000]My eyes finally wide open shut
[01:03.000]To find a found of sound that hears the touch of my tears
[01:11.000]Smells the taste of all we waste
[01:15.000]Could feed the others
[01:18.000]But we smother each other in nectar
[01:21.000]And pucker the sour,of bitter-sweet weather
[01:26.000]Blows through our trees
[01:28.000]Swims through our seas
[01:30.000]Flies through the last gas we left on this Earth
[01:42.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
[01:50.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to…
[01:58.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
[02:05.000]Oh, it's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
[02:44.000]Should I die again?
[02:45.000]Should I lie around
[02:48.000]The pounds of matter willing through space?
[02:52.000]I know I'll never know until I come face-to-face
[02:59.000]With my own, with my own,
[03:02.000]with my own, with my own cold, dead face
[03:06.000]With my own wooden case
[03:29.000]Pucker the sour of sugar sweet weather
[03:33.000]Blows through our trees
[03:35.000]Swims through our seas
[03:37.000]Flies to the last gasp we left on this earth
[03:47.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
[03:54.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to…
[04:00.000]Or should I die again?
[04:03.000]Should I die around the pounds of matter wailing to space?
[04:09.000]I know I'll never know until I come face to face
[04:25.000]It's a long, lonely journey from death to… birth

文本歌词

From ripe to rotten
Too real to live
Should I lie down
Or stand up and walk around again?
My eyes finally wide open up
My eyes finally wide open shut
To find a found of sound that hears the touch of my tears
Smells the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others
But we smother each other in nectar
And pucker the sour,of bitter-sweet weather
Blows through our trees
Swims through our seas
Flies through the last gas we left on this Earth
It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long, lonely journey from death to…
It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
Oh, it's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
Should I die again?
Should I lie around
The pounds of matter willing through space?
I know I'll never know until I come face-to-face
With my own, with my own,
with my own, with my own cold, dead face
With my own wooden case
Pucker the sour of sugar sweet weather
Blows through our trees
Swims through our seas
Flies to the last gasp we left on this earth
It's a long, lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long, lonely journey from death to…
Or should I die again?
Should I die around the pounds of matter wailing to space?
I know I'll never know until I come face to face
It's a long, lonely journey from death to… birth