The Crooked Kind
作词 : Benjamin P Cooper
作曲 : Benjamin P Cooper
The Crooked Kind - Radical Face
I heard you tellin' lies
I heard you say you weren't born of our blood
I know we're the crooked kind
But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows
Some get dealt simple hands
Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn
But all folks are damaged goods
It ain't a talk of "if,"
just one of "when" and "how"
So, collect your scars and wear 'em well
Your blood's a good an ink as any
Go scratch your name into the clouds
And pull 'em all... down
The thunder plays it's drum
The air is heavy with the smell of storms
And I sit beside my brother
and I feel him shake
As he laughs himself right back to sleep
And I'm laughin' with him
But I smell their blood
My finger's trace their faces in the wood
I hear their voices somewhere in my bones
I feel them sing along when I'm alone
When I'm not too frightened
that is when I know
That I'm here with everyone
They're never truly gone
I know it's everyone
And I hear their songs
Oh, I'm lost with everyone
Shadows dance around the room
I know their names
I carry their blood too
They sing forgotten songs
But I know the words
They've been with me since I was born
As I grew I danced with them too
The Crooked KindLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Benjamin P Cooper
[00:00.590] 作曲 : Benjamin P Cooper
[00:01.180]The Crooked Kind - Radical Face
[00:28.240]I heard you tellin' lies
[00:30.840]
[00:32.620]I heard you say you weren't born of our blood
[00:36.930]I know we're the crooked kind
[00:41.340]But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows
[00:48.680]
[01:03.090]Some get dealt simple hands
[01:07.490]Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn
[01:11.770]But all folks are damaged goods
[01:16.330]It ain't a talk of "if,"
[01:18.410]just one of "when" and "how"
[01:21.760]So, collect your scars and wear 'em well
[01:26.610]Your blood's a good an ink as any
[01:30.920]Go scratch your name into the clouds
[01:34.680]And pull 'em all... down
[01:38.630]
[02:34.450]The thunder plays it's drum
[02:36.910]The air is heavy with the smell of storms
[02:41.190]And I sit beside my brother
[02:43.580]and I feel him shake
[02:44.980]As he laughs himself right back to sleep
[02:50.180]And I'm laughin' with him
[02:52.150]But I smell their blood
[02:54.450]My finger's trace their faces in the wood
[02:58.690]I hear their voices somewhere in my bones
[03:02.990]I feel them sing along when I'm alone
[03:07.450]When I'm not too frightened
[03:09.860]that is when I know
[03:12.250]That I'm here with everyone
[03:16.040]
[03:17.450]They're never truly gone
[03:21.150]I know it's everyone
[03:26.290]And I hear their songs
[03:29.820]Oh, I'm lost with everyone
[03:34.270]Shadows dance around the room
[03:37.060]I know their names
[03:38.600]I carry their blood too
[03:43.100]They sing forgotten songs
[03:45.810]But I know the words
[03:47.450]They've been with me since I was born
[03:52.150]As I grew I danced with them too
