作曲:Levi Stoker
作词:Levi Stoker
You gonna tell me I'm a ghost in the machine
The smallest damn shadow that you've ever seen
Keep your nose and your neighbors
And your board room doubt
They're the only things keeping my pilot light
From going out
I see your pity lookin' like a bucket of rain
Tryin' to wash the momentum right out of my vein
But your cold blooded whispers and your sideways glance
Are just the sparks I was lookin' for
To lead this dance
One for the know two for the cant
By the time I hit three I'm the lord of the plan
And oh it's the fuel for the fight
And I'm filling the tank
With every little insult and every no thanks
Every word of the hater tells
A piece of the war
Of a heavyweight survivor who ain't quiet anymore
Yeah you can try to starve the spirit
Where the bitter prides grow
But I'm running on the gasoline
You're burning down below
I see the city slickers hoping for a star
Waiting for the moment that nine starts to fall
They don't understand the chemistry of a rebel's heart
How the friction and the fire
Are the best place to start
I'm bobbing through the static
Weaving through the spite
Turning all your poison into hot tints so light
Oh it's the fuel for the fire and I'm fillin' the tank
With every little insult and every no thanks
Every word of the hater tells
A piece of the war
Of a heavyweight survivor who ain't quiet anymore
Yeah you can try to starve the spirit
Where the bitter prize grow
But I'm running on the gasoline
You're burning down below
The tank is overflowing and the speech turning red
I'm eating every single word that you ever said
I ain't out of breath
I'm just finding my second wind
Fuel for the fire
Gas over the ghost
Spite is the savior
From coast to burning coast
Your doubt is my dear
Yeah
滚动歌词&翻译贡献者:蝶耳瓜