作词 : Shadow
作曲 : Shadow
编曲:二木ArM
(采样部分节选自电影《小丑》)
k***ed those three Wall Street guys.
Okay, I'm waiting for the punchline.
There is no punchline.
It's not a joke.
You're serious, aren't you?
You're telling us you k***ed those three young man on the subway?
Hm-hmm.
And why should we believe you?
I ain't got nothing left to lose.
Nothing can hurt me anymore.
My life is nothing but a camedy.
Verse1:
昏黄的灯光下,躯干被不断拉长,
残破的街道散发出的腐朽破败气息让人发狂,
没有人注意到,逃走从玻璃窗,
漫无目的的游荡眼睛始终注视前方,欲盖弥彰,它仍在惊慌,
远方的警笛声响让它心跳加速表现出猎物般的紧张,
没有了信仰,它失了方向,四处注视的目光仿佛惊涛骇浪随时要把这一切的一切都吞噬掉,它也曾发誓要,让自己过得更好,
却也没想过会沦落到这般境况,好像置身在一片血腥的修罗道场 uh uh。
镜头一转来到他的剧场又是坐满观众连续几个月的爆满让他感到上升的满足,
他放声的欢呼,样子像极了山猪,贪婪的光芒从他狭小的眼眸中射出。
Maybe trading with the devil made him feel happy,
No pain no gain只停留在片刻的memory,
此刻他戴着Burberry犯下了贪婪的罪,
镜子里谁能说对谁又能说no mercy。
尘封的盒子中隐藏着秘密,习惯做别人脚下的阴影也早就忘了自己,
自以为是的认定,一定能出人头地,
人头却落了地,映红了倒影。
Someone was k***ed today beacuse of what you did.
I know!
How about another joke. Murray?
No, I think we've had enough of your jokes.
What do you get...
I don't think so.
When you cross a mentally ill loner with a society,
that abandons him and treats him like trash?
Call the police, Gene, call the police.
I'll tell you what you get!
You get what you f**king deserve!
verse2:
第二段VERSE是他的致命伤,
畸形的依赖让人坠入深渊亦或病入膏肓,
他睁开双眼是无尽的黑, 焦虑不安夹杂自卑,
雾气在肆意蔓延窗外是蒙蒙的灰,色,欲熏心,模糊了视线, 想用心倾听, 早已经质变,
他看不清家人、朋友的脸, 看不清对她的誓言忘记说过的永远,
曾经最重要的东西都被冷漠的丢在角落,
囚禁在黑色的影子里他开始在此刻悔过,
他也曾抬头仰望那片湛蓝色的天空,
黑夜与白昼交错,他选择留下糟粕。
梦醒时分,他惊声坐起,冷汗打湿了全身恐惧仍然让他战栗,
他感到庆幸,是梦的际遇没有让他失去一切,
又或许枕头旁的那张,真的可以继续。