作词 : Emily Beihold
作曲 : Emily Beihold
I’m the child of the moon and I’m drunk on water,
Feet are heavier than the ground,
Satan is the master of the disaster,
I see when I look around,
We’re still tryin' but we’re dyin',
All the same as before,
If we break up we can wake up,
I’m sorry, are you still sore?
I’m the child of the moon and I’m stuck in space,
Watching everything from a different place,
I can’t even help it anymore,
We can’t tie the things we torе,
We’re still tryin but we’rе dyin,
All the same as before,
If we make up we can break up,
I’m sorry, are you still sore?
It’s crazy to be thinking about what could’ve been,
Tryin' to see things clearly, living free of sin but,
These things are unavoidable and it’s plain to see,
Sometimes when I’m lookin' back it’s hell on earth to me,
It’s all falling down,
And I’m sinking faster than I ever thought,
Breathe in, breathe out,
I’m the child of the moon all by myself,
Keeping a distance from everyone else,
Can’t handle all the judging eyes,
You’ll stop lookin' if you’re wise。