Ouroboros - Novelists.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Florestan Durand/Mattéo Buil-Gelsomino/Amaël Durand
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Florestan Durand/Mattéo Buil-Gelsomino/Amaël Durand
[00:07.905]It’s getting harder to breathe,
[00:08.788]Harder to feel free.
[00:10.621]It’s getting tougher to write,
[00:11.995]Tougher to feel things.
[00:13.815]It’s getting harder to live,
[00:15.207]Harder to pay bills, hard to feel alive.
[00:20.604]It’s getting harder to breathe,
[00:21.958]Harder to feel free.
[00:23.803]It’s getting tougher to write,
[00:25.117]Tougher to feel things,
[00:27.348]I need help.
[00:28.717]I feel sick of taking these pills.
[00:31.912]Life must be sweet once we’re ****ing dead.
[00:36.467]Yeah, once we’re dead.
[00:47.355]Sometimes I drown in the sound like trying to find the silence.
[01:00.603]Lost in the noise of this world.
[01:06.404]Show me the way through the darkness.
[01:14.984]I gotta pay for a daydream.
[01:18.141]Look at my soul, trapped with the bailiffs.
[01:21.277]I might die, starving to death,
[01:24.004]Biting my own tail again and again.
[01:28.034]I can’t hear myself think,
[01:31.274]This ****ing room must be talking ‘cause I can hear it.
[01:34.419]I see me kissing death between these walls.
[01:37.128]Life must be sweet on the other side.
[01:55.761]I don’t wanna pay for a ****ing life that I don’t want,
[02:00.264]Because the rats get fat while the brave men die.
[02:03.871]That ain’t a lie.
[02:05.228]It’s sad to say but that’s how the world ****ing runs.
[02:16.034]No, this is not for the money, put your doubts aside.
[02:19.171]Music is not about filling a ****ing bank account.
[02:21.879]That’s what they want, not what we ****ing wanted.
[02:25.935]It makes me sick,
[02:26.832]Sick of seeing mother****ers ruling the world whereas it burns.
[02:35.004]Sick of living in a world that I don’t understand.
[02:38.695]Amongst the wolves,
[02:42.333]Sometimes I drown in the sound like trying to find the silence.
[02:55.019]Lost in the noise of this world,
[03:01.329]Show me the way through the darkness.
[03:09.536]If I’m a basket case,
[03:10.863]This casket will welcome me with open arms
[03:15.862]Like an old friend of mine.
[03:18.583]Just like an old friend of mine.
[03:22.691]Oh, I need a room to breathe.
[03:32.985]No, I can’t go on like this.
[03:36.176]It’s getting harder to breathe,
[03:37.982]Harder to feel free.
[03:39.349]It’s getting tougher to write,
[03:40.708]Tougher to feel things, I need help.
[03:44.359]I feel sick of taking these pills.
[03:47.506]This life must be sweet once we’re dead.
[04:02.524]****.
[04:12.924]Hell is full, don’t you see?
[04:15.640]Hell is full and we’re dragged into the depths.
[04:18.805]Oh shit… Heaven doesn’t exist.
[04:23.349]We dance between the devil’s hands.