[00:00.00] 作词 : Samuel Gregson Slocum/Fernando Wolinsk Miklos de Noronha Dale/Laila Wayans/Skyler Knapp/Nicolas Brunstein[00:01.00] 作曲 : Samuel Gregson Slocum/Fernando Wolinsk Miklos de Noronha Dale/Laila Wayans/Skyler Knapp/Nicolas Brunstein[00:29.46]Spit it out,[00:31.56]Or let it drip back down your spine,[00:35.10]Ages like wine,[00:37.23]Another line,[00:39.03]An erotic discontinuation of the time[00:44.79]So anyway I take a look at these hands[00:47.40]And I how they move up and down and all through the space,[00:51.27]So tell me,[00:52.62]Is it really what it’s worth?[00:54.51]Or is it buried underground being washed over by the earth?[01:08.01]Honesty, my honesty[01:31.17]Back to the wall,[01:32.43]Turning heads in the sprawl,[01:34.98]You were a jump,[01:36.84]I was a fall[01:38.73]Symbols of past corrode and surpass,[01:42.66]Give me a moment and make it my last[01:46.38]As a matter of fact, honest and abstract,[01:50.22]Step from the painting, get stuck in the act,[01:54.03]Is it really what it’s worth? Or is it just a sound of a sound shuttered down behind a word?[02:01.38]My honesty, my honesty,[02:04.83]Where do you go from here?[02:07.26]Dishonesty[02:21.51]And so the kids burrow themselves,[02:24.15]Down beneath the burned out remnants[02:26.97]Of the places they once called home.[02:30.24]On the cave walls they paint images of jazz, and forge alters to the heroes of past.[02:37.20]And they saw the best minds of their generation, only in memory, separated by a screen, machine to machine, task after task, an abundance of nothing, you ask the alter, he’ll tell you: “let it all go on.”[03:21.99]My honesty, my honesty,[03:25.41]Where do you go from here?[03:27.90]Dishonesty