Painting - Atmosphere

Painting - Atmosphere

Ain't no color paint gonna cover the stains
任何颜色的油漆也掩盖不了印记
The pictures on the wall will all remain
那图片将会永存于墙上
And even though he's home now sound and safe
虽然他现在安然无恙地回家了
Surrounded by the faces that he places faith
他已被墙上他曾经信任的面孔们包围
The images visit from the past he witnessed
过往的画面浮现
Can't stay away from the memory
他无法逃离记忆
Sticks with each detail embeded in stone
刻骨细节 已被铭刻在岩石上
Like he chisels those convictions into his bones
就像是他把信念凿进骨头里
The progress stops and pauses
他时不时的停下来
Spits and sputters like the basment faucet
像水龙头一样气急败坏地吐着痰
And its obvious hes lost in his regrets
显然 他迷失在悔恨中
You can smell it on his breath
他呼吸之间无不透露着这个事实
Ain't no color paint gonna cover the stains
任何颜色的油漆也掩盖不了印记
But now the alcohol is gonna mother the pain
现在仅有酒来抚平他的伤痛
Tuck it away no complaints
把过去深藏 不再抱怨提起
Just layin on his back on his backyard under the rain
就让自己躺在雨中的后院里
Take tomorrow but doesn't know how though
把这些留给明天吧 虽然依旧无从知晓
For ever swallow theres another to follow
他一口接着一口的喝着
He weaves his way throughout the story
道路在故事中迂回前进
Looking for a new missing piece or a door key
寻找着刚丢失的那部分自己 或是一把钥匙
Spirits used to be for celebration
那曾经欢呼着庆祝着的志气心绪
But now they just take him away from the hell thats waitin
现在带他逃离那等待他已久的地狱深谷
Re-up until its three sheets up
只要没有完全倒下 那就重新站起
And pick a place for the skeletons to meet up
来挑一个地方吧 让我们的尸骨相逢
Ain't no color paint gonna cover the stains
任何颜色的油漆也掩盖不了印记
But if the oxygen escapes it'll smother the flames
如果氧气要逃离这里 烈火也会随之熄灭
No introduction doesn't speak his own name
不再赘述 他不再说出自己的名字
Gonna beat them demons at they own game
他将会在他们的战场上战胜他们
The sunset rides to the end slopes
当余晖落向最后的山坡
Same song echoing outside of the window
窗外回荡的是同样的歌声
You can't grow if the skin don't fit you
当境遇不再适合 成长也变为不可能
Sometimes you gotta get low just to get through
有时为了某些东西 你不得不放低姿态
No inspiration left to do your best when
不再留有信念 去尽你所能
No one hates you more than your reflection
无人比你的倒影更加憎恨你自己
Suffer the shame until it stuffs the drain
在耻辱流逝前就忍耐承受吧
He's got two hands and a bucket of paint
而他现在有一双手和一桶油漆