發佈於：2005年
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時長：04:38
歌詞
Red letters on the dashboard, oh what a GAP
They pursue us to the deep end and then depart
Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain
For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire
I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide
It’s a delicate degree
It’s a number I can see
Could prison cells be in my brain
For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face
And everybody finds a college graduate with joy
While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire
I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide
It’s a delicate degree
It’s a number I can see
You sit at home up late at night
When it’s beginning to arrive
And honestly
I don’t see the need for any routines
I’m all out of sync, I cover my cuts
And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again
And all this ground beneath my feet
Has decided not to crumble into the sea
I walked in a house, it smelt of paint
And the ceiling it has no trouble with me
They pursue us to the deep end and then depart
Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain
For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire
I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide
It’s a delicate degree
It’s a number I can see
Could prison cells be in my brain
For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face
And everybody finds a college graduate with joy
While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire
I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide
It’s a delicate degree
It’s a number I can see
You sit at home up late at night
When it’s beginning to arrive
And honestly
I don’t see the need for any routines
I’m all out of sync, I cover my cuts
And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again
And all this ground beneath my feet
Has decided not to crumble into the sea
I walked in a house, it smelt of paint
And the ceiling it has no trouble with me
lrc 歌詞
[ti:The Salt Wound Routine] [ar:Thirteen Senses] [al:The Invitation] [00:24.20]Red letters on the dashboard, oh what a GAP [00:29.40]They pursue us to the deep end and then depart [00:35.69]Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain [00:40.84]For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear [00:45.72] [00:46.96]And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire [00:52.11]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [00:58.49]And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide [01:06.77]It’s a delicate degree [01:12.69]It’s a number I can see [01:20.00] [01:40.56]Could prison cells be in my brain [01:45.27]For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face [01:50.50]And everybody finds a college graduate with joy [01:56.70]While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime [02:01.42] [02:02.85]And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire [02:08.69]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [02:14.51]And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide [02:22.50]It’s a delicate degree [02:28.70]It’s a number I can see [02:34.36] [03:13.41]You sit at home up late at night [03:19.45]When it’s beginning to arrive [03:24.92]And honestly [03:27.74]I don’t see the need for any routines [03:33.53]I’m all out of sync, I cover my cuts [03:39.36]And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again [03:46.70] [04:06.59]And all this ground beneath my feet [04:11.74]Has decided not to crumble into the sea [04:17.86]I walked in a house, it smelt of paint [04:23.20]And the ceiling it has no trouble with me
