词 Lyrics:林间小鹿
曲 Composed:听风
【未经著作权人许可不得翻唱翻录或使用】
I fold myself into a paper man
I copy every move the way you plan
I cut the edges off to fit your frame
And now I don't remember my own name
Once I let a true word climb out of my throat
You raised your brow and buttoned up your coat
That tiny hurt taught me how to stay
By turning all my colors gray
I let the record spin, my favorite track
You turn it off and push the needle back
And the melody of me is a little too slow
So I lip-sync a love that you want to know
I let the record spin, my favorite track
You turn it off and push the needle back
And I wonder if my honest song could ever be strong
Or if you'd just hear noise and then tell me I'm wrong
Once I let a true word climb out of my throat
You raised your brow and buttoned up your coat
That tiny hurt taught me how to stay
By turning all my colors gray
I let the record spin, my favorite track
You turn it off and push the needle back
And the melody of me is a little too slow
So I lip-sync a love that you want to know
I let the record spin, my favorite track
You turn it off and push the needle back
And I wonder if my honest song could ever be strong
Or if you'd just hear noise and then tell me I'm wrong