IKEACoffinBlues_Imagine_Bunny_幻想邦尼
作词 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
作曲 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
编曲 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
kept the radio low kept the headlights low kept the guilt on glow
保持收音机低声 保持车灯低亮 让罪恶感微微发光
I thought about a dog a thousand times never found the why
我想过一只狗一千次 却从没找到理由
family said no marriage on the skids heart in standby
家人说不 婚姻失速 心脏挂在待机模式
Middle age with a balding halo freedom like a trench coat
中年 带着秃顶的光环 自由像一件风衣
then I hit the fast lane there he was like a punchline in my throat
我冲上快车道 他就在那里 像卡在喉咙的笑点
Short and squat domino jaw chin cracked like a movie prop
矮胖的身子 多米诺般的下颚 下巴裂得像电影道具
leg splintered teeth missing bad luck with a top hat crop
腿断了 牙掉了 霉运戴着礼帽走来
I brake leave a lane the city coughs him on the asphalt
我刹车 留出一条命运的车道 城市咳出他落在柏油上
two strangers one Ikea bag kindness on default
两个陌生人 一只宜家袋 善意是默认设置
We fold him slow like laundry shove him in the sack
我们慢慢折叠他 像折衣服 塞进袋里
umbrella as a shovel the night peeling off its black
雨伞成了铁锹 夜色被一层层剥去黑皮
The stranger says good man god bless I nod like I believe
陌生人说 好人 上帝保佑 我点头 像真的信
I drive away with a dead drum in the backseat clapping on my sleeve
我开走 后座躺着一面死鼓 在我袖口拍打节拍
I’ m buying charity in rationed breaths oh the price is steep
我用分配的呼吸购买怜悯 哦 代价真高
I put my faith in band aids and in vets who never sleep
我把信仰寄托给创可贴和永不睡觉的兽医
Call me crazy call me saint call me broke and half divine
叫我疯子 叫我圣人 叫我破产的半神
I carry miracles in Ikea bags I press my luck I press the time
我提着宜家袋装的奇迹 压着运气 也压着时间
24 hour clinic fluorescent saints and tired sins
二十四小时诊所 荧光灯下的圣徒与疲惫的罪
owners in the waiting room with pearls and perfect chins
候诊室里的主人们 珍珠项链 完美下巴
They look at him like a math problem like a stain you can’ t explain
他们看他像一道算不出的题 像解释不了的污点
I play the hero for the audience applause queued in my brain
我为观众表演英雄 鼓掌声在脑海排队
Doctor gloves up camera clicks the leg is a rubble field
医生戴上手套 快门一响 那条腿成了瓦砾田
chin is dislocated blood on the burlap shield
下巴脱臼 血溅在麻布盾上
X rays bloodwork four grand for resurrecting a fossil
X光 血检 四千美元复活一具化石
he offers euthanasia like a menu special two hundred and no gospel
他递出安乐死菜单 特价两百 没有祈祷
My pockets cough up numbers my compass spins with price
我的口袋咳出数字 指针在价格上打转
I imagine dog rewards old man gratitude celestial advice
我幻想狗的天堂奖赏 老人般的感恩 神的忠告
They pump him with two shots keep him on the drip keep him warm
他们打了两针 上了点滴 保持温暖
I tell myself this is destiny not a midlife fraud storm
我对自己说 这是命运 不是中年骗局风暴
But smell crawls under my tongue barnyard old tooth shame
但气味爬上舌头 谷仓 旧牙 羞耻
the hero suit has holes the costume’ s still a name
英雄的外衣破洞 角色的名字还在
I’ m buying charity in rationed breaths oh the price is steep
我用分配的呼吸购买怜悯 哦 代价真高
I put my faith in band aids and in vets who never sleep
我把信仰寄托给创可贴和永不睡觉的兽医
Call me crazy call me saint call me broke and half divine
叫我疯子 叫我圣人 叫我破产的半神
I carry miracles in Ikea bags I press my luck I press the time
我提着宜家袋装的奇迹 压着运气 压着时间
I tell him we’ re bonded dog this is fate
我对他说 我们结了缘 狗 这就是命运
but my hands fumble like a thief at the gate
但我的手却像贼在门口乱摸
I count the ceiling tiles each crack is a confession
我数天花板的砖缝 每一道裂痕都是忏悔
I rehearse my obituary gave his last to a canine session
我排练讣告 献出最后给一场犬类救赎
Is this kindness or a bad performance audience unclear
这算善良 还是糟糕的表演 观众未定
a man needs an altar I built mine with Ikea and fear
人需要祭坛 我用宜家和恐惧造了一个
Neighbors hear the wheeze like a vinyl skipping sorrow
邻居听到喘息 像老唱片跳针的悲伤
I hum the same old lullaby that promises a better tomorrow
我哼着老摇篮曲 承诺一个更好的明天
The calendar ticks like a cheap clock in a cheap room tick
日历像廉价钟在廉价房里滴答
the dog snores like someone chewing on the ribs of luck tock
狗打鼾 像在咀嚼命运的肋骨
I drown in little mercies a nickel for a prayer a dollar for the doubt
我淹没在小恩小惠里 花五分买祈祷 一美元买怀疑
and every sacred impulse pulls a smile that’ s slightly cracked out
每一次神圣的冲动 都牵出一抹裂着的笑
He won’ t eat he won’ t drink just the rhythm of a dying drum
他不吃 不喝 只剩下垂死的鼓点
I babysit the breath I bargain with the gods I beat the dead drum
我守着呼吸 跟神讨价还价 继续敲那面死鼓
The apartment smells like all the places I never stayed old hay
公寓弥漫着我从未停留的气息 像干草
a human sized regret a cheap foam mat to keep him from the clay
人形大小的懊悔 一块廉价泡沫垫隔开泥土
I think of burial instructions of digging holes in soft remorse
我想象葬礼的细节 在柔软的悔恨中挖坑
of who will say a eulogy for me when I’ m the one off course
想 谁会在我偏航时 为我念悼词
There’ s a theater in my chest curtain rises hero zero clown
胸口是一座剧场 帷幕升起 英雄 零号 小丑
I play them all make jokes at the table while the world dines down
我全都扮演 在世界用餐时讲笑话
Sometimes I think he’ s a test sometimes a mirror sometimes show
有时我觉得他是个考验 有时是面镜子 有时是场戏
sometimes just a stranger’ s dog that taught me how to tow
有时他只是那只教我如何拖命运的陌生狗
I sleep with the bag zipped half like a coffin with a window slit
我半拉链睡觉 像棺材开着窗
the city hums an elegy my conscience learns to flit
城市低吟哀歌 我的良心学会漂浮
I’ m buying charity in rationed breaths oh the price is steep
我用分配的呼吸购买怜悯 哦 代价真高
I put my faith in band aids and in vets who never sleep
我把信仰寄托给创可贴和永不睡觉的兽医
Call me crazy call me saint call me broke and half divine
叫我疯子 叫我圣人 叫我破产的半神
I carry miracles in Ikea bags I press my luck I press the time
我提着宜家袋装的奇迹 压着运气 压着时间
They say good man good life like fortune cookies from a gas station
他们说 好人 好命 像加油站卖的幸运签饼
I leave a tip for fate one crumpled bill one shaky notification
我给命运留下小费 一张皱钞 一条抖讯息
Maybe he dies maybe he lives maybe we both learn to steal
也许他死 也许他活 也许我们都学会偷
maybe kindness is a currency and I negotiated how to feel
也许善良就是货币 而我学会了讨价还价去感受
October18 the sun looks like a coin in a slot
十月十八日 太阳像投币机的硬币
I fold the bag I fold my hands I keep the receipt for what I bought
我折好袋子 折好双手 保存那张收据
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