The poetry of this hangover 这解酒的诗

I don't want to think, not 我不想去思考，而不是

Too hard anyway 太硬反正

The scenery and fish, they're bad 风景和鱼，它们是坏的

Take another breath, another look and swallow 再举一个吸了一口气，再看看吞

Holding the hand of hard times 持有困难的时候手

And fallout 和后果

It could be worse...my star could fall 它可能会更糟......我的明星可能会下降

  

Pacified by little things 由小事情平息

Tones of beige and green seem 米色和绿色的色调似乎

To halt a scream in waiting 要停止尖叫的等待

All red eyes, all heads thinking 全红的眼睛，所有的头思维

No one says anything I can 没有人说什么我可以

Hear down here on the floor 听到这儿的地板上

Where I belong 属于我的地方

  

Too young to find the horses 太年轻了，找马

Too young fighting causes 太年轻了战斗的原因

I get overwhelmed 我得到不知所措

And I feel three days old 而且我觉得三天大

  

Another day goes and fails 改天去和失败

The people lose control just 'cause 人们失去控制只是因为

Things are going slow 事情进展缓慢

Your corduroy coat has left you 您的灯芯绒大衣已经离开你

Just when you're feeling the wind 只是当你感到风

And cold 而冷

Then comes a rain of old thoughts 然后是旧思想的雨

That always have to wreck my high 这总是要破坏我的高

And bring me down 并给我下来

  

You and I are not the same 你和我是不一样的

You like everything 你喜欢的一切

Arms wave in a spin, blown by 双臂挥动，在旋转，通过吹

Things I've hated, I've faded to the point 事情我已经讨厌，我已经褪到如此地步

Where I'm not all there 凡我不是都在那里

Curled up on the floor 蜷缩在地板上

Where I belong 属于我的地方