Weights歌词

作词 : Zac Woolley
作曲 : Zac Woolley/George Ullyott/Will King/Alfie Husband/James Conor Bates/Poppy Jacqueline Richler
We bury the dead
But they’re not forgotten
So how in the hell can we bury disease?
Plague of the mind
Decay of the senses
This pestilence grips and then it oversees
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be utter dismay
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be bitter and grey
You're running against
A hurricane mighty
Tie in your mouth and chills down your spine
This entity follows
Has no spatial boundaries
Are all my decisions decidedly mine?
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be utter dismay
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be bitter and grey
You're dragging the boulder
With relentless determination
Grip on for dear life to the rope that's attached
Sometimes you've got to give those hands a break
Let the bastard roll off and be free from your grasp
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be utter dismay
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be bitter and grey
You're caught and divided
You're vanquished and conquered
You're much like a blind man who's crossing the road
It's okay to scream
To pine for assistance
If you're looking for aid then you should make it known
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be utter dismay
Life imitates art, they say
In which case art must be bitter and grey
Art imitates life, they say
In which case life must be utter dismay
Art imitates life, they say
In which case life must be bitter and grey
Weights