《You’re Trailing Yourself》歌词

[00:00:01] You're Trailing Yourself - Kevin Devine

[00:00:08] The sputter and blink a streetlamp

[00:00:12] Makes you taller then shrinks you then splits you in half

[00:00:16] So you're trailing yourself

[00:00:19] On the walk to the pay phone

[00:00:25] Your pocket's weighted down with quarters

[00:00:28] In the hope that no ones home

[00:00:33] You spray paint cinnamon on vines

[00:00:38] And key the cars you pass by

[00:00:41] Your ears burn and your voice don't sound right

[00:00:53] So you spend the next week playing weekend

[00:00:57] Rolling three men alone in the dark in your kitchen

[00:01:02] Your apartment can't talk so it's safe for your secrets

[00:01:11] All the stories you've invested with a masochist menacing meaning

[00:01:19] Those tired tricks that you play

[00:01:24] To graft a life to your name

[00:01:27] And you know It's not yours but for now it's okay

[00:02:10] You wake and cut your initials in cheap glass

[00:02:15] To mark a space for yourself when you're time here is passed

[00:02:20] And you're drifted and done trading danger for distance

[00:02:28] And all those rocks that rope your neck

[00:02:32] Are finally nameless and weightless and faceless

[00:02:36] And you'll strip the sting from those stains

[00:02:41] That bleed the life from your face

[00:02:44] And your cheeks will burn red on that pure perfect day