《Gutted》歌词

[00:00:00] Gutted - Trophy Scars

[00:00:51] There are shadows swinging from the chandeliers

[00:00:58] The husband entranced by the dark

[00:01:04] The wife the kids the mirror: all sick with fear

[00:01:11] As our ghosts flip over every little cross

[00:01:17] Then they see the angels and all their bloody deaths

[00:01:24] Lent to burning crosses on their heads

[00:01:30] As they run out the door we appear

[00:01:32] Through the floor ghosts forevermore

[00:01:37] Scratching burning crosses on our heads

[00:01:43] They think of their house

[00:01:46] Their perfect little house

[00:01:49] So they pay a priest to bless us out

[00:01:56] As they board up the doors and tear up the floors

[00:01:59] Dead forevermore still wearing

[00:02:03] That blood soaked filthy f**king blouse

[00:02:36] By the cellar stairs and the birchwood chairs

[00:02:39] You can hear the creeks from the house

[00:02:43] Through the lilac trees through the swamps and weeds

[00:02:46] You can hear the screams from their mouths

[00:02:50] I used to think that we knew best drinking blood

[00:02:54] At church by the park

[00:02:57] I used to say "Everyone's afraid "

[00:03:00] Everyone's afraid of the dark

[00:03:34] Clutching to their bibles

[00:03:38] Burning holy candles

[00:03:41] They think they got a handle on their house

[00:03:49] But every time they got to bed

[00:03:53] My girl is standing by their heads

[00:03:57] I watch her open her transparent mouth

[00:04:03] She sings:

[00:04:05] "You won't be sleeping too long

[00:04:12] You'll pack up your things before dawn "

[00:04:19] "We'll burn through your sheets as you hear us scream

[00:04:27] Scratching burning crosses on our heads "

[00:04:35] Then they see the angels and all their bloody deaths

[00:04:42] Lent to burning crosses on their heads

[00:04:49] As they run out the door we appear

[00:04:52] Through the floor ghosts forevermore

[00:04:57] Scratching burning crosses on our heads