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歌詞: Example. Diamond Day.

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Verse 1:







Ahhh, the smell of piss



I don?t know why but you feel alive



When its half past 5 and you take a leakage



The man in the mirror looks back to speak his -



Mind - find it sane to wonder



Nothing?s clearer. Why am I here?



Do I have a use or am I a number?



Did he make me when he made the thunder?



And if so why?



Who? When? How?



And why should I think this now?



And why do I need these eye n brows?



Cows make milk, milk is useful



We make shit that is used to kill so



What?s the point of us being here!?







Hook:







It started off as a diamond day



I saw myself in a hazy way



What?s the point of me in this world?



You can venture about the place



It seems shit stares you in the face



Guess sometimes you never can tell







Verse 2:







Go to unearth the answer



Strange that I?ve never been a chancer



But things look darker, time to scarper



I don?t think twice when I grab my parker



And slam the door don?t turn a shoulder



I can?t get old be none the wiser



And close my eyes at night



Just never knowing quite



What the fuck we contribute to constitute



The wrongs we do and still be plain sailing



Top the food chain and



Still bloody complaining



I set my course for Truthville



The truth-will surface maybe, (maybe)







Bridge:







I left without my a to the z



So what do I say to my head



I?ll never find the answers I?m looking for



I?m sure, I must just look unsure







Hook:







It started off as a diamond day



I saw myself in a hazy way



What?s the point of me in this world?



You can venture about the place



It seems shit stares you in the face



Guess sometimes you never can tell







Verse 3:







I?m strolling, (he?s strolling)



The scenery is rolling



I stop (he stops)



Who?s that talking? (Who?s that talking)



To the left I see a cornfield



To the right I see some cows



In front I see a set of doors



I think these things are metaphors



For what? Don?t ask the question



I talk to the cow for an ounce of sense then



Don?t look back head through the doors



I?m back in my bathroom in the mirror



Staring, I?ve solved the common mystery



Of why we have a history, epiphany



And now this piss seems bliss to me



Cows make milk but what?s it for



And corn tastes shit if you eat it raw



But we?re so fucking clever



Went and put the 2 together



(Went and put the 2 together



Went and put the 2 together)



And that?s the point of us in this world







Double Hook:







It started off as a diamond day



I saw myself in a hazy way



What?s the point of me in this world?



You can venture about the place



It seems shit stares you in the face



Guess sometimes you never can tell



It started off as a diamond day



I saw myself in a hazy way



What?s the point of me in this world?



You can venture about the place



It seems shit stares you in the face



Guess sometimes you never can tell