I never held a funeral for that big part of me that died. 我从来没有举行葬礼对我来说是死的重要组成部分。

I need to put these thoughts to rest. i need to find a peace of mind. 我需要把这些想法休息。我需要找到一个平和的心态。

I need to piece my mind, find a piece of mind to rest in. 我需要拼凑我的脑海里，找了一块心灵的休息英寸

need to find someone to confide in, and with the rest i need to start restin'. 需要找人倾诉，并与其余的我需要启动的休眠 。

needless to say, i couldn't hide. 不用说，我无法掩饰。

fifteen grown men shouldn't cry. 15成年男人不应该哭。

   

had i known then what i know now. 如果我知道，然后我现在知道了。

had i thought now what i knew then... 如果我想现在我当时就知道...

i might still be human 我可能仍然是人类

with all the little stupid fix-ins. 所有的小傻瓜修复插件。

as i fix sins and vixens vick souls, 我定的罪，泼妇维克的灵魂，

stitch clothes for the characters they play then switch roles. 缝衣服，因为他们玩，然后交换角色的人物。

nail me to the cross dress. 我钉在十字架上的衣服。

the holy cloth costs less. 圣布成本更低。

i'd toss less 我会少折腾

if i still had your soft breasts to rest my head on. 如果我仍然有你的乳房柔软休息我的脑袋上。

since you've been gone, 既然你已经走了，

i recalled my issues with problems and hate 我想起了我的问题，面临的问题与恨

but i can't exactly remember the model or make. 但我不能确切记得模型或进行。

now glass bottles break in my death grip. 现在玻璃瓶打破我的死亡之握。

i'm about to take the next quick exit and end this head trip. 我将要拍摄下的快速退出，结束这头行程。

my bed's stripped of its blankets, comforters, pillows and sheets, 我的床的剥夺其毯子，棉被，枕头和床单，

but i might have to peel off all my skin to remove your scent in order to sleep. 但我可能会剥掉所有的皮肤以消除你的气味，才能睡觉。

   

i had my highs and lows. 我有我的高点和低点。

when on top, i let you peek out over my nose. 当在上面，我让你在我的鼻子向外窥探。

sitting on my shoulders and i suppose if i had a backbone, 坐在我的肩膀，我想，如果我有一个主心骨，

you might still be here. 你可能还在这里。

my skin is filthy... 我的皮肤是肮脏的...

from my lows when you weren't there. but to keep from feeling guilty, 从我的低点，当你不在那里。但是，以防止有犯罪感，

i collected the dirt (collected the dirt)...kept it piling up. 我收集的污物（收集的灰尘） ...保持它堆积起来。

now mr. feel nothing (mr. feel nothing) saves his tears inside of a cup 现在先生。觉得没什么（MR 。觉得没什么）拯救他的眼泪杯内

and he drinks (and he drinks). and he forgets that he's an asshole. 和他喝（和他喝） 。他忘记了他是个混蛋。

jealous of his ghosts and doubts he even has a soul. 嫉妒他的鬼魂和疑惑，他甚至有一个灵魂。

   

my secret pleasures have my inner demons gossiping. 我的秘密快乐有我内心的恶魔闲聊。

i'm a ghost writer for the horrorcore lyrics my personal monsters sing. 我是一个鬼作家为horrorcore歌词我个人的怪物唱。

   

i'm sitting in a stranger's tub... 我坐在一个陌生人的浴缸...

with all my clothes on...shivering...considering the dangers of love. 我所有的衣服上......颤抖......考虑爱情的危险。

   

they get half of what i have to give...if that. 他们得到一半的我不得不放弃......如果这一点。

it's all about the packaging. they're distracted by the gift rap. 它的所有有关的包装。他们的礼物说唱分心。

   

predictable. easy to manipulate. 可以预见的。易于操纵。

they're foreshadow puppets and i'm waiting for their strings to break. 它们预示着木偶，我等待他们的弦断裂。

   

the pillars that once held up my halfway house have been taken out. 一旦耽误了我的中途之家的支柱已拆。

i'm in my last days now. 我在我最后的日子了。

there's a change coming soon. 还有即将到来的变化。

i just want to crawl back into my mother's womb. 我只是想爬回妈妈的子宫里。

i need a comfort zone, 我需要一个舒适区域，

but obviously i need to find another home 但很显然，我需要找到另一个家

to call my own...and always return to 叫我自己......并随时返回

and i want it to be you (i want it to be you). 我想这是你（我想这是你） 。

   

i sit and stare, zone out, think a lot and never sleep, 我坐下来盯着，防区出来，想了很多，从不睡觉，

creating memories to remember and then i forget to eat. 创造回忆记住，然后我忘了吃。

went to the street you used to live on, staring at the bedroom window of your old home 去你以前住在大街上，盯着你的旧家的卧室窗户

with puppy eyes...waiting for god to throw me a bone. 与小狗的眼睛...等待神把我扔一根骨头。

   

i'd settle for one more goodbye kiss while i settle for less. 我会满足于多了一个告别吻，而我退而求其次。

i'm unsettled at best. sulking while abandoning settlements. 我是不稳定的最好的。而放弃定居点生闷气。

insulting my companions intelligence...conversing with baby talk. 侮辱我的同伴的情报......与宝宝说话交谈。

practicing mind games. rehearsing with playful thought. 练心理游戏。排练与俏皮的想法。

   

it's the way we fought that made my blood bubble then turn cold, 这是我们战斗，使我的血泡沫，然后转冷的样子，

when you made me walk through rain and mud puddles on a dirt road. 当你让我通过雨水和泥浆水坑走在一条土路。

it left me so messy, 它给我留下如此凌乱，

forget me...not. 忘了我......不是。

   

i've got more mud to sling... 我现在有了更多的泥，以吊带...

   

shot. 一枪。

"through the heart, and your to blame, you give love a bad name." “通过心脏，你的责备，你给爱一个坏的名字。”