October 文本歌词
作词 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
作曲 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
You're quite the observer of people around
The ones on their cellphones and those underground
Your dad sends you pictures of gravestones on your sunday train ride
So that you'll remember your mother who died
My cup's running over from emotion at work
Policecars and knifefights. Who is it, who is it, who's hurt?
Last night I got stuck in the drugstore. I didn't know what to get
My brain doesn't work so well anymore. I forget, I forget
But those noices drive me crazy. That sound your kid makes
Does he never do homework? Can he see that I'm a fake?
I tell you that I'll always love you. But hell I don't know
If it's so important to you these days. Perhaps I should just go
But say something to me. Or answer the mail
I can't move I'm just waiting here with these casts dreadful and pale
The mask cracks reveals all the anguish I've been bottling up
So many different colors. Are we breaking up?
I think this might be cancer. You point at a spot
There's no way of knowing if it's malignant or not
But you find one of those every friday to keep me at home
At least we're in the same house together so kind of, not really, alone
October LRC歌词
作词 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
作曲 : Johan Eugen Eriksson
You're quite the observer of people around
The ones on their cellphones and those underground
Your dad sends you pictures of gravestones on your sunday train ride
So that you'll remember your mother who died
My cup's running over from emotion at work
Policecars and knifefights. Who is it, who is it, who's hurt?
Last night I got stuck in the drugstore. I didn't know what to get
My brain doesn't work so well anymore. I forget, I forget
But those noices drive me crazy. That sound your kid makes
Does he never do homework? Can he see that I'm a fake?
I tell you that I'll always love you. But hell I don't know
If it's so important to you these days. Perhaps I should just go
But say something to me. Or answer the mail
I can't move I'm just waiting here with these casts dreadful and pale
The mask cracks reveals all the anguish I've been bottling up
So many different colors. Are we breaking up?
I think this might be cancer. You point at a spot
There's no way of knowing if it's malignant or not
But you find one of those every friday to keep me at home
At least we're in the same house together so kind of, not really, alone