作词 : Mia Zapata
作曲 : The Gits
I don’t know which way to go from here
I stick my hand through a liquid mirror
And I wonder just what I’ve reached
Is this my blood dripping or an hallucination
Guess it depends if I feel the pain
I take the bottle just to never set it down again
It’s thrown into the ocean
Better believe there’s a message in it
I’ve gotta get it through to you somehow
But if it lays on the ocean floor
Well then I failed again
It just explodes itself in my mind
And it’s blinding me from what’s right or wrong
The beauty of the rose
It pulls my instinct to grab it
The clenching of the stem
I feel the thorns catching under my skin
Yeah it’s something just like this
Pulling you in until it makes its threat
Then it’s not easy to pass judgment
Do me a favor when I reach my hand out
Would you please just cut it off
So I understand a little more of the situation
Taking me for all that I’ve had
I can’t tell which is right or wrong
What’s black or white which is left or right
Could you tell me which way is it supposed to be for me
I don’t know which way to go from here
I turn left and right and I’m still standing in the rear
I can’t tell which way the bloody situation runs
I hear you talking but I can’t understand a word
No I can’t tell what hell I’m supposed to do with this
You’re talking but it’s all full of bullshit
I take the bottle just to never set it down again
My liver wishing I was dead
作词 : Mia Zapata
作曲 : The Gits
I don’t know which way to go from here
I stick my hand through a liquid mirror
And I wonder just what I’ve reached
Is this my blood dripping or an hallucination
Guess it depends if I feel the pain
I take the bottle just to never set it down again
It’s thrown into the ocean
Better believe there’s a message in it
I’ve gotta get it through to you somehow
But if it lays on the ocean floor
Well then I failed again
It just explodes itself in my mind
And it’s blinding me from what’s right or wrong
The beauty of the rose
It pulls my instinct to grab it
The clenching of the stem
I feel the thorns catching under my skin
Yeah it’s something just like this
Pulling you in until it makes its threat
Then it’s not easy to pass judgment
Do me a favor when I reach my hand out
Would you please just cut it off
So I understand a little more of the situation
Taking me for all that I’ve had
I can’t tell which is right or wrong
What’s black or white which is left or right
Could you tell me which way is it supposed to be for me
I don’t know which way to go from here
I turn left and right and I’m still standing in the rear
I can’t tell which way the bloody situation runs
I hear you talking but I can’t understand a word
No I can’t tell what hell I’m supposed to do with this
You’re talking but it’s all full of bullshit
I take the bottle just to never set it down again
My liver wishing I was dead