Sickbed - Rainer Maria
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Sickbed
歌手：Rainer Maria
所属专辑：Past Worn Searching
发行时间：2004-02-05
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Sickbed - Rainer Maria 文本歌词
Sickbed -Rainer Maria
my eyes are becoming yellow curtains.
paint the window,
stain the ceiling feverish green.
my visitors smoked cigarettes
and ate all the things that had me feeling unwell.
everything that came out of me was wrong-colored,
or wasn't at all.
the voices below rise through the window,
failing to make me well.
knocking on the door from the inside,
taking pictures of my room one last time.
i can't live, without.
my eyes are becoming yellow curtains.
paint the window,
stain the ceiling feverish green.
my visitors smoked cigarettes
and ate all the things that had me feeling unwell.
everything that came out of me was wrong-colored,
or wasn't at all.
the voices below rise through the window,
failing to make me well.
knocking on the door from the inside,
taking pictures of my room one last time.
i can't live, without.
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