Funeral Song

親愛的宇宙，這一切都是我自作自受：

1.當我自憐過頭且多於悔恨的時候，自尊心就會殺出重圍，大聲咆哮慫恿自己戰鬥的心
2.當我想好了一整串自我捍衛、悲憤壯烈的台詞，到了當事人面前卻又通通在舌尖踩煞車。
3.不僅沒說出半具平反的話，反倒露出一臉可憐的傻笑，同時還要抓著敵人的手臂不放。
4.我捨不得自己的任性使得任何關係決裂，但也不允許受到委屈，或是蒙蔽自己的雙眼。所以總是在自尊心夾著尾巴逃回來時，幫敵人找藉口，這樣我就沒有輸了，這是我的憐憫心，這樣我就沒有輸了。

每一回都是虛偽的憐憫心贏了，而之後便會自憐過頭，毫無人性的自尊心接著就衝出來第一個說話。
「少懦弱了！你他媽的還要不要尊嚴阿。」

我要阿我要，

然後我又要去作戰了。

If these bare walls could sing

They would sing us a funeral song

Push their wooden words into your mouth

They would not wish to be

A burden to your tongue

Would not wish to carry on

Too long

With no sorrow

Ask no greater pardon

Than the pattern

Time is carving in your skin

If these pale bones could sway

They would march to a funeral song

And pull their milky way across the yard

They would not wish to keep

You tethered to their arms

They would not wish to carry on too far

With no sorrow

Ask no greater pardon

Than the pattern

Time is carving in your skin

Well if I could stretch my ears

Into a grand procession

And circle ‘round your wisdom

Like a song

I would not wish to be

The fire in your belly

I would not wish for

Holding you too long

With no sorrow

Ask no greater pardon

Than the pattern

Time is carving in your skin