My life is like a wound I scratch so I can bleed 我的人生就像一个伤口í划伤，所以我可以流血

Regurgitate my words, I write so I can feed 吐出我的话，我写的，所以我可以养活

And Death grows like a tree that's planted in my chest 而死亡的增长一样，是种在我的胸口一棵树

Its roots are at my feet, I walk so it won't rest 它的根是在我脚下，我走，这样就不会休息

   

Oh, Baby I am Lost... 哦，宝贝，我很失落......

   

I try to push the colors through a prism back to white 我试图通过棱镜推背的颜色为白色

To sync our different pulses into a blinding light 要同步我们不同的脉冲变成耀眼光芒

And if love is not the key. If love is not a key. 如果爱情不是关键。如果爱情是不是一个关键。

I hope that I can find a place where it could be 我希望我能找到一个地方，它可能是

   

I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question 我知道，在你的心脏有一个问题的答案

That I'm not as yet aware that I have asked 那我仍未知道，我曾问

And if that tree had not drunk my tears 如果这棵树没有喝我的眼泪

I would have bled and cried for all the years 我会流血，哭了所有的岁月

That I alone have let them pass 那我一个人已经让他们通过

   

Oh, Baby I am yours... 哦，宝贝，我是你的...