作词 : 怕繁杂 Polyphozia
作曲 : 怕繁杂 Polyphozia
编曲 : 怕繁杂 Polyphozia
Rushing
Watch the people come up.
Entering dead without your head.
Lost in art.
And you still put that tooth
under the bed.
Rushing to it.
The blood’s rushing in 3D.
Your brain’s in a bin of hard liquid
with a leaking heart.
And you still hope it’s true-true
when you know it’s pretend.
Canned, we’re alone,
crammed and stowed,
down below. Sold.
The people keep rushing.
Keep on rushing...
to wait.