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[00:00.00] 作词 : g h0st/NO 1
[00:01.00] 作曲 : g h0st/NO 1
[00:20.28]The mortal coil has distorted
[00:22.20]It’s tangled its shape into a noose
[00:24.30]Where my head will hang from it
[00:26.04]Flashbacks of memories I’d rather were aborted
[00:28.98]Surf to the top of my mind
[00:30.45]Because I’m not the kind of person to remember the good times
[00:33.66]They die and drift away just like my will to survive
[00:43.65]You say my threats are empty
[00:46.14]Well throw your fingers in the shape of a gun
[01:00.33]Shoot it
[01:04.23]I’ll see a hole through your forehead
[01:06.42]I ’ll see a hole in your methods
[01:15.69]Zero serotonin levels
[01:33.96]Chemical imbalance
[01:37.89]Over-indulgence
[01:40.65]I need a helping hand
[01:42.60]Will you lend it
[01:43.68]The mortal coil has distorted
[01:45.66]It’s tangled its shape into a noose
[01:47.70]Where my head will hang from it
[01:49.50]Flashbacks of memories I’d rather were aborted
[01:52.35]Surf to the top of my mind
[01:53.85]Because I’m not the kind of person to remember the good times
[01:57.12]They die and drift away just like my will to survive
[02:04.65]Chemical imbalances in your body
[02:06.60]Have deprived you of the positive feelings you once had
[02:09.69]Your overindulgence has weighed on your mind holding you down
[02:14.16]At the bottom of this pit
[02:15.39]There is no one to help you
[02:17.82]Except your own worst enemy
[02:23.52]Yourself
[02:39.42]Accept your own worst enemy
[02:43.14]Yourself
文本歌词
作词 : g h0st/NO 1
作曲 : g h0st/NO 1
The mortal coil has distorted
It’s tangled its shape into a noose
Where my head will hang from it
Flashbacks of memories I’d rather were aborted
Surf to the top of my mind
Because I’m not the kind of person to remember the good times
They die and drift away just like my will to survive
You say my threats are empty
Well throw your fingers in the shape of a gun
Shoot it
I’ll see a hole through your forehead
I ’ll see a hole in your methods
Zero serotonin levels
Chemical imbalance
Over-indulgence
I need a helping hand
Will you lend it
The mortal coil has distorted
It’s tangled its shape into a noose
Where my head will hang from it
Flashbacks of memories I’d rather were aborted
Surf to the top of my mind
Because I’m not the kind of person to remember the good times
They die and drift away just like my will to survive
Chemical imbalances in your body
Have deprived you of the positive feelings you once had
Your overindulgence has weighed on your mind holding you down
At the bottom of this pit
There is no one to help you
Except your own worst enemy
Yourself
Accept your own worst enemy
Yourself