歌词
How the mind does shout for rest
When the body's shakin', yeah
Oh the tightness in my chest
Still your leaves I'm raking
Lord is this a test
Was it fun creating, yeah?
My god's a little sick
And he wants me crazy
Who are you
Who can say
It's ok to live through me?
Live to be part of me
You're a wrinkled magazine, yeah
Was it something that I said?
Was it how they're breaking, yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your rent
While your blood I'm taking
You spend me like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea of my seeds
And the tears on which you feed
You feed
The body is a temple
A dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around
Itching and nibbling
For a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give
****!
Individuality
Buying pennies with my soul
And a little Heaven spent
While the Hell I'm taking
Thieves
Parasites
Hide from life
You know they'll remember me
They are abhored
In self-worth
All that matters much to me
专辑信息
1.Would?
8.Dirt
10.Got Me Wrong
11.Died
12.Rooster
13.Grind
15.Again
21.Right Turn
22.Brother
23.Am I Inside
25.Angry Chair
26.God Smack
27.I Stay Away