Macbeth (馬克白)
作詞：余昊益 作曲：馬克白
Eighteen People are painting your whole life
You hear the stairs are creaking
My lungs are quickly leaking
The nasty tiny monsters coming from the floor
I give them bitter biscuits
Took from my brother’s pocket
I got electric light, bring something from the dark into yo
ur eyes
I got electric light, to show you every corner inside your
mind
A crippled postman put a letter on my door
It’s from one of the eighteen
My pants are always thinking
Look inside the windows standing on your toes
But it shows me nothing
Like a deep black mirror
Light falls on the floor, shades are running into my skin
Singing a song in the darkness, to color my mind
Light falls on the floor, shades are running into my skin
Singing a song in the darkness, to color my mind
Light falls on the floor, shades are running into my skin
Singing a song in the darkness, to color my mind
Light falls on the floor, shades are running into my skin
Singing a song in the darkness, to color my mind
Sleep in a tragic night, to share a dream with eighteen di
fferent minds
Wake by a solid light, the eighteen people back in the sa
me time