We both take the hardest punches,and collect black eyes just to prove it.

Still we passed by just like strangers,and we speak just like the closet enemies.

In the shadows of our life,we can fall into the night unscarred.

In the shadows of our life,we can never let it go this far.

Somehow my words rendered useless:still I pull my lip down to my chest just to show you how my jaw is,tired from waiting to say the things that you should hear.

After all,we're still the same.

But these empty promises seem to never change.

There's a smile on my face and it's 2:55 a.m.

But this cramp in my wrist puts me back to sleep till it all comes around again.

WITH A CLOSED FIST.



我们都擅长用以最猛烈的击打

收集的黑眼睛只是为了证明它

我们彼此经过时仍旧像是陌生人

我们说话时仿佛像衣橱里的敌人

在我们生命的阴影中

我们就会陷入到夜晚别来无恙

在我们生命的阴影中

我们永不能让它走得这么遥远

不知为何我的话没用

但我仍然把我的唇下降到我的胸部只是为了告诉你我的下颚如何疲惫

要说的东西 

其实你应该听听

毕竟

我们一直是同样的

但这些空洞的承诺似乎永远不会改变

在2：55时

我脸上洋溢着微笑

但是我的手腕痉挛让我昏睡

直到一切再次来临

伴随着一个紧握的拳头