Maybe your luck has changed Settle down Maybe I'm just deranged And on the rebound Maybe love was the thing Holding me back from all Maybe I'm just the
Moon covered determined to find To find my place of hiding Try to detach, try to decrease To make it easier on me Despise myself for what you've done
Dearest helpless Intent's not as bad as the action Take a breath to distort The fear in your eyes I don't mean it to hurt But every time I hate you I
It's only self rejection with a mean left Cold carbon copied coping And it's mean theft That's been left behind Paint pastel princess Bo and arapax The
Liberate the people that you hate Then cut yourself again Elevate then drop back down And see which ones remain Remember all that she can say Is that
Just wait for us to say it And we'll make you lie And anyone who cares Lies on satin sheets And I waste my time on no one And you think I really care
Contain yourself, I will compress What I am too Replace yourself with what you have Your substitute Only wanted a piece of myself Steam will rise, esteem
Death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes As a death from old age becomes nearer Why can't the livestock be free When trading soldiers for steak?
译文: Silverchair的. 再次产卵（霓虹灯舞厅版）.
Please die Ana For as long as you're here we're not You make the sound of laughter and sharpened nails seem softer And I need you now somehow And I need
We are the youth We'll take your fascism away We are the youth Apologise for another day We are the youth And politicians are so sure We are the youth
Moon covered determined to find To find my place of hiding Try to detach, Try to decrease To make it easier (on me) Despise myself for what you've done
Erupt again ignore the pill And I won't let it show Sacrifice the tortures Orchestral tear cash-flow Increase delete escape defeat It's all that matters
Millionaire say Got a big shot deal And thrown it all away but But I'm not too sure How I'm supposed to feel Or what I'm supposed to say But I'm not
It's only self rejection With a mean left Cold carbon copied coping And it's mean theft That's been left behind Paint pastel princess Bo and arapax
Just wait for us to say it And we'll make you lie And anyone who cares Lies on satin sheets And I waste my time on no-one And you think I really care
