歌词
Same city Whitey hail from
身处在高等人
Same town that the strangler stole the air from
剥削着下等人的世界
I was raised Irish catholic
被虔诚的爱尔兰教徒所养育
Never talk about your feelings
从不在人前吐露情绪
Tell them you're fantastic
只告诉他们你是独一无二的
Around here you're either savage or you're plastic
这个世界只让你要么强大要么易折
Drive a Benz or a broken Ford Maverick
要么金玉加身，要么一贫如洗
They all been living a lie
他们活在自己编织的谎言里
Because they worship the wealth
只信奉利益
More than they do their false god
多过爱着他们的上帝
I don't talk too much
看透不说透
I been living in the basement
过活在不见天日的地下室
Tryna make a statement
努力寻找自己的光明
I been writing all night
不停歇的创作
Young Edgar Allen with the blinds closed tight
年轻的埃德加艾伦掩藏在窗帘下
So when I say I ******* hate myself
当怀疑自我
And when I say I lost my sanity
失去理智
Just know that's not my full capacity
我知道还有更多的才能等待挖掘
Could never hate myself as much as I hate humanity
相比讨厌自己还是更讨厌这个世界
Not a material man
怀揣不想与世界为伍的热情
I got a mic, two guitars
手握麦克，两把吉他
and a dream in my hands
追寻着我的梦
I see you flexing them bands
你炫耀着他们的乐队
like you got something to prove
当做是自己的成功
Well I got nothing to lose
我唯有坚持初心继续旅程
Not a material man
怀揣不想与世界为伍的热情
I got a mic, two guitars
手握麦克，两把吉他
and a dream in my hands
追寻着我的梦
I see you flexing them bands
你炫耀着他们的乐队
like you got something to prove
当做是自己的成功
Well I got nothing to lose
我唯有坚持初心继续旅程
What a cluster **** I'm ******* up
我慢慢走进自己的深渊
They telling me to lighten up
拒绝了伸出的援手
Hit them in the brain with the same damn thing
想要与世界为敌
Playing in the rain, man I'm ****** up mane
雨中狼狈的自己已然走向毁灭
Grew up too fast, tryna make it last
时光荏苒忽而成人
But it ain't coming back
韶华易逝如流水
Still an outcast, still an asshole
想要遗世独立
Tryna get past no payroll
却又不得向物质低头
See I wouldn't give a ****
装作不在乎
if I had a surplus
金玉傍身
Intuition in my gut
凭着直觉往前寻觅
so I keep my mouth shut
始终保持缄默
I don't say ****
不吐露一丝
unless it's about the ******* music
除了音乐
Homosapien equipped with the wit so I use it
拥有才华光芒难避
Feel your flesh breaking open
年轻的肉体前赴后继
And your knuckles start turning white
手握成拳
You been holding on for too long
你已坚持太久
Sleep all day, wide awake at night
过着日夜颠倒的生活
Not a material man
怀揣不想与世界为伍的热情
I got a mic, two guitars
手握麦克，两把吉他
and a dream in my hands
追寻着我的梦
I see you flexing them bands
你炫耀着他们的乐队
like you got something to prove
当做是自己的成功
Well I got nothing to lose
我唯有坚持初心继续旅程
Not a material man
怀揣不想与世界为伍的热情
I got a mic, two guitars
手握麦克，两把吉他
and a dream in my hands
追寻着我的梦
I see you flexing them bands
你炫耀着他们的乐队
like you got something to prove
当做是自己的成功
Well I got nothing to lose
我唯有坚持初心继续旅程
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