这该死的摄人心魄

 couldn't make colors match today
I don't know what eles to say
except dark tracks they can see i didn't
I don't like the staff they are feeding me
they don't like the things i say
but i don't think i need to be forgiven

I have quiet inside
althrough it trige me by a while
through the storm that crack the sky
I am quiet inside

i used to be so hart to find
regin tears filled my eye
but now i believe i see much clear
my clearenty did not come easily
my sails was knock into me
now at least i know who is in the mirror

I am quiet inside through it drige me by a whiles
through the storms crack the sky
I am quiet inside

I am quiet inside through it drige me by a whiles
through the storms crack the sky
I am quiet inside

ye i'm quiet inside
i am quiet

i couldn't make colors match today
I don;t know what eles to say
 
尽管风暴肆虐在天空,我心依旧.
 
ANDY TUBMAN庸懒的声线像是天外传来的呢喃,让我想起了LEONARD COHEN的中年男子呼噜声,动人心魄.将竭力掩饰的寂寞和伤痕一一揭出,在阳光下暴晒,紫外线割裂着所有完好抑或破碎的神经,这样的忧伤潜藏在身体的一侧,倜然的倾泻,瀑布般跌落在布满青苔的岩石上,发出好听却残缺的声响.

他是没有韵律感的歌者,却在用喉结发出的光波挑逗着所有听者的耳膜.每一句歌词都像是用含血的泪书写,在报以这样迷乱的唱腔.所有的调子都在另一个世界,这个可恶的空间里充斥着这样的哀愁.

宿醉头痛,醒来便是被这样的曲调包围,直觉告诉我周遭弥漫着无可奈何的宿命因由.
 
光怪陆离的化装舞会,一只白鸽空中滑过,墙角的蟑螂跳着华丽的华尔兹,栖息着的壁虎漫步在迷墙上,