标题:The Blister Exists
艺人:Slipknot
专辑:Vol. 3: The Subliminal Verses
作词:Slipknot
作曲:Slipknot
附注:
One, two, three! Yeah! Drop it! Bones in the water and dust in my lungs Absorbing, archaic*, like a sponge The ultimate way, is the way you control But can you stay if you detach your soul? Bury the present, and squeeze out the past The ones who endear to never last Chemical burns and the animalistic* I'm just another hard-line pseudo-statistic* Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I'm dying to feel this! (Dying to feel this) Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) Blood on the paper and skin on my teeth Trying to commit to what抯 beneath To find the time is to lose the momentum You learn the lessons and immediately forget them Automatic and out of my reach Consult all the waste to find the key Minimal life and the polysyllabic* I'm just another blank page Push the button, pull the rage! Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I'm dying to feel this! (Dying to feel this) Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I am all But what am I? Another number that isn't equal to any of you I control but I comply Pick me apart then pick up the pieces I抦 uneven! I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done! Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I'm dying to feel this (I抦 dying to feel this) Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I'm dying to feel this! (I抦 dying to feel this!) Can you feel this? (Can you feel this?) I'm dying to feel this! (I抦 dying to feel this!) Can you feel this? (No!) No! I am all But what am I? Another number that isn't equal to any of you I control but I comply Pick me apart then pick up the pieces I抦 uneven! I am all But what am I? Another number that isn't equal to any of you I control but I comply Pick me apart then pick up the pieces I抦 uneven!
节拍: ♩ = 180
和弦:Eb
歌词:
Slipknot
The Blister Exists
作词：Michael Shawn Crahan, Chris Fehn, Paul D Gray, Nathan J Jordison, Corey Taylor, Mickael Thompson, Sid Wilson
1-2-3
Drop it
Bones in the water and dust in my lungs
Absorbing archaic like a sponge
The ultimate way is the way you control
But can you stay if you detach your soul?
Bury the present and squeeze out the past
The ones you endear to never last
Chemical burns and the animalistic
I'm just another headline pseudo-statistic
Can you feel this?
I'm dyin' to feel this
Can you feel this?
Blood on the paper and skin on my teeth
Tryin' to commit to what's beneath
To find the time is to lose the momentum
You learn the lessons and immediately forget them
Automatic and out of my reach
Consult all the waste to find the key
Minimal life and the polysyllabic
I'm just another blank page, push the button, pull the rage
Can you feel this?
I'm dyin' to feel this
Can you feel this?
I am all, but what am I?
Another number that isn't equal to any of you
I control but I comply
Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven
I am the damaged one
All my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
All my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
All my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
All my life and the damage done
Can you feel this?
I'm dyin' to feel this
Can you feel this?
I'm dyin' to feel this
Can you feel this?
I'm dyin' to feel this
Can you feel this?
I am all but what am I?
Another number that isn't equal to any of you
I control but I comply
Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven
I am all but what am I?
Another number that isn't equal to any of you
I control but I comply
Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven