Lyrics: 不是Jason Todd
Music: 不是Jason Todd
Oh,you can't hear me cry
See my dreams all die
From where you're standing
On your own
It's so quiet here
And I feel so cold
This house no longer
Feels like home
What if someone just pop into your head
Tell you that your life is nothing
Fore you get you forbear
Stare at your memories until he ask you
Are they souvenir
What you gonna answer
For me to think back is super fear
Flipping the paper see how many rhythms I've written
Forbidden mind grows more bitter
Until I get more than I can't suffer
Hope god to answer
But I guess Jesus is stubborn
Like my parents they couldn't understand why I get so depressed
So along the way of the lonely journey
On the way I'm lonely
Do they know me
I've been battled with doubts slather days
But there's someone who cared for me
I don't get the point like
I was mind-blind
Suicidal thoughts like lamplight
In a dark night
But she've been giving me the confidence to pick me up
But I just blown it
Self-destruction ****s me up and drags her out and
I wish I could came up with a ****ing better way
But things have settled I can't change it
It's so ****ing cold out here
Oh,you can't hear me cry
See my dreams all die
From where you're standing
On your own
It's so quiet here
And I feel so cold
This house no longer
Feels like home
Back in the day when
Fore I was born and
Forbidden food I
They should've known that
How could I hate them
**** up my own life
Shit Just happened
I wouldn't tell it
Locked on my own side
Gun to my temple
Life could be better
Thinkin' about it
Simply doubt it
I was on a wrong moon【I was on a wrong mood】
So nobody could wander【So nobody could wonder】
There's simply nothing to talk about
Eighteen years feels like blown around
The only thing that is significant
Is when I took those pills and the benifit
I started to see those circumstances
After I woke up on a sickbed
Maybe I live to see them realize
But I guess it's my dream
As a man of living it's my wish
Wanna be rapper got no Dre
To hell with critics to your own trait
Cuz obstacles got your dream killed
Not your upbeat rotten attitude
You can hate yourself like you always do
But you can't lie to you that you're feeling good
Everyone's depressed
Everybody's looking for an axe
Either hew a way out
Or put up a way down to hell I guess
Being regarded as someone who they never were
Until they stayed behind the curtain
I'm crwaling out
Don't care about the cold even if
Oh,you can't hear me cry
See my dreams all die
From where you're standing
On your own
It's so quiet here
And I feel so cold
This house no longer
Feels like home