[ilingku:033]
[ti:]
[ar:]
[al:]
[by:天琴实验室AI生成v1.0]
[00:01.800]Pressed the seven sequenced silver panic buttons,
[00:06.030]The distress calls that fall on a distracted short-wave signal.
[00:13.200]A metronome timed to my panic stricken breathing
[00:23.340]And a pulse conducted by our dying lines.
[00:30.300]You said my heart sounded like a payphone in the rain.
[00:34.350]Distorted, distant, scrambled and desperate.
[00:43.860]Baby, i swear to god tonight i am sober.
[00:46.950]It＇s the reception between us that＇s failing.
[00:49.980]Everything＇s coming out all frenzied and confused.
[00:52.140]She＇s got what it takes to make collapsing a habit
[00:54.840]And a dance out of a tantrum fit (it＇s tragic but i am sobering up).
[01:08.310]Pick up the phone.
[01:10.200]Tonight i feel like the hero of a rusting war.
[01:13.170]My touch has the timing and precision of a car wreck.
[01:21.060]No use translating the trembles.
[01:26.010]They＇re symptoms of repetitive testing for fluctuation.
[01:33.630]If i come back home, i am bringing back the bends.
[01:38.430]So give me a kiss. let me taste the reptilian appeal.
[01:43.530]Say it again baby. does it turn you on?does it get you hot?
[01:48.900]I get a little hysterical sometimes.
[02:14.220]The panic you shouldn＇t have been so sentimental.
[02:21.600]All that kicking and screaming.
[02:24.690]Everything i touch starts peeling.
[02:27.960]We malfunction like machines.
[02:31.320]Get up off the floor and answer the phone.
[02:39.600]I want to be a big star.
[02:42.150]Didn＇t want to touch so hard.
[02:43.740]Open the door.
[02:50.460]I am your deviant satellite, an orbit defected by the ballast of words.
[03:02.070]You＇re the reason for collisions.
[03:28.680]I am face down like a sailor washed up under your window.
[03:49.650]Tonight is a shipwreck.
[03:56.400]Navigating through disorder.
[04:09.270]Now every electric star hums like a telecaster.
[04:14.850]How punk rock is that?
[04:16.470]You＇re so oblivious.
[04:22.590]Baby, you＇re my oblivion.