Arthur Beatrice
作詞：Arthur Beatrice 作曲：Arthur Beatrice
Head talks
That rise in me
That cloud the see
Can never be let out
These lines
Repeat themselves
Will eat your health
And talk of all else
Slow down
The acton tan
The housing man
Pull wardrobes apart
Sly thoughts
Prophetic dreams
Pathetic scenes
Hand hold me down
It's so devastating when you feel
You're all above
You're not in love
Dead lungs
You're becoming someone else's tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off
Quick marks
The spot on cheek
And fridges leak
It's all going down
Lifting
The bills away
Your board and stay
Like steel
It's so devastating when you feel
You're all above
You're not in love
Dead lungs
You're becoming someone else's tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off
Wake cold
But the door is closed
Shadow stare
Holding you out
Sleep apprehensively
Let it be
Like steel
It's so devastating when you feel
You're all above
You're not in love
Dead lungs
You're becoming someone else's tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off