《Surly Demise》歌词

[00:00:10] This state it cannot be sound

[00:00:14] For seeing through

[00:00:17] The day with fresh eyes

[00:00:20] Try to lick these bits

[00:00:23] Back into place

[00:00:24] These tanks bore there wintry weight

[00:00:30] To wake to these scraps of morn

[00:00:35] It bears a stone

[00:00:37] And that's what I've become

[00:00:42] These legs are built upon a surly demise

[00:00:50] We all reach for a hand in which we will guide

[00:01:31] Let's sit quiet and we shall not stir

[00:01:35] Your mouth is fragrant

[00:01:38] And lassoing this room

[00:01:41] And never is too long to date

[00:01:45] Your crusty petals are prying away

[00:02:35] Pails of cheer have become stains