《Hold On To Your Genre》歌词

[00:00:19] Hold on to your genre your genre's got a hold on you

[00:00:23] Hold on to your hair do it's the only thing to hold onto

[00:00:55] Hold on to your genre your genre's got a hold on you

[00:01:01] Get up on the vapor 'cause the solid's tough to hold onto

[00:01:04] There's a promise in the back room See it written in the bathroom

[00:01:21] You tell a little lie and then you

[00:01:22] Try to get us in your bedroom

[00:01:24] You see our little lives and then you

[00:01:35] Try to drag you to your death tomb

[00:01:37] I've been checking the seams of your red velvet blazer

[00:01:43] Now I'm haunted by dreams of the things I've found hid there：

[00:01:49] All the rabbits you've vanished

[00:01:52] All the cards that you've killed

[00:01:55] All the dawns that you've banished

[00:01:56] With too many pills

[00:02:12] Together forever

[00:02:14] The pity the pleasure

[00:02:15] The privilege the pressure

[00:02:17] The arteries we sever

[00:02:18] The stillness it chills us

[00:02:20] It's chills that we crave

[00:02:21] The stillness will fill us when we fill in our graves

[00:02:36] I never wanted something

[00:02:39] Like nothing half this much

[00:02:42] I'd gladly trade my state

[00:02:45] For nullity and such

[00:02:48] For once to stop this buzzing

[00:02:51] And the lights inside my head

[00:02:54] Can I please have truly nothing

[00:02:57] Once before I'm dead

[00:03:18] There's a promise in the back room See it written in the bathroom

[00:03:28] You tell a little lie and then you

[00:03:28] Try to get us in your bedroom

[00:03:29] You see our little lives and then you

[00:03:30] Try to drag us to your death tomb

[00:03:31] I've been checking the seams of your red velvet blazer

[00:03:37] And I'm seeing the lines of your will and your wish list：

[00:03:43] And you wish you were nothing

[00:03:46] And you wish you were cold

[00:03:49] And you wish day's meant something

[00:03:52] So you'd stop getting old

[00:03:55] Back in the day you loved the night

[00:03:57] And you would feast with great delight

[00:04:01] A walnut coffin lined in silk

[00:04:04] And the daughters blood was mother's milk

[00:04:07] But now with fangs red as dusk

[00:04:10] A wet mouth in a dried up husk

[00:04:13] You try to make me one of us

[00:04:25] Are you sick of being pretty

[00:04:30] Are you sick of being cool

[00:04:34] Are you alive beneath your makeup

[00:04:39] Or just an un dead ghoul