[00:00.000] 作词 : Florence Welch/Danny L Harle
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Florence Welch/Danny L Harle
[00:10.355] Memory fails me, names and faces blur
[00:17.792] There is only after, or before
[00:25.670] Am I so different? Have I changed?
[00:29.402] I do not recognise my face
[00:32.511] The scar fades but pulls inside
[00:35.886] Tugging at me all the time
[00:39.157] Chewing on a feeling and spitting it out
[00:45.792] Crouched in a ball gown
[00:51.091] Anxious and ashamed
[00:58.631] The vague humiliations of fame
[01:03.812]
[01:04.867] I do not find worthiness a virtue
[01:08.634] I no longer try to be good
[01:11.474] It didn't keep me safe
[01:14.511] Like you told me that it would
[01:18.042] So come on, tear me wide open
[01:21.030] A terrible gift
[01:25.093] Let the chorus console me
[01:28.206] Sympathy magic
[01:30.941]
[01:33.022] And light coming in the window just so
[01:36.870] And the wind through my fingers
[01:41.021] The only God that I know
[01:44.009] And it does not want me on my knees to believe
[01:49.487] Head high, arms wide
[01:53.918] Aching, aching, aching
[01:56.663]
[01:57.319] And alive
[02:04.528] And alive
[02:10.453] So I don't have to be worthy
[02:13.883] I no longer try to be good
[02:16.708] It didn't keep me safe
[02:20.024] Like you told me that it would
[02:23.408] So come on, tear me wide open
[02:26.649] 'Til I'm losing my mind
[02:30.373] 'Til I cannot contain it
[02:33.569] La-da-da-da-da-da-da
[02:36.862]
[02:37.861] So come on, come on, I can take it
[02:40.627] Give me everything you got
[02:43.304] What else? What else? What else? What else?
[02:50.600] So come on, come on, I can take it
[02:56.645] Sympathy magic
[03:00.522] Sympathy magic
[03:07.418] Sympathy magic
[03:10.594] Sympathy magic
[03:13.132] Sympathy magic
[03:16.688] Sympathy magic

作词 : Florence Welch/Danny L Harle
作曲 : Florence Welch/Danny L Harle
Memory fails me, names and faces blur
There is only after, or before
Am I so different? Have I changed?
I do not recognise my face
The scar fades but pulls inside
Tugging at me all the time
Chewing on a feeling and spitting it out
Crouched in a ball gown
Anxious and ashamed
The vague humiliations of fame
I do not find worthiness a virtue
I no longer try to be good
It didn't keep me safe
Like you told me that it would
So come on, tear me wide open
A terrible gift
Let the chorus console me
Sympathy magic
And light coming in the window just so
And the wind through my fingers
The only God that I know
And it does not want me on my knees to believe
Head high, arms wide
Aching, aching, aching
And alive
And alive
So I don't have to be worthy
I no longer try to be good
It didn't keep me safe
Like you told me that it would
So come on, tear me wide open
'Til I'm losing my mind
'Til I cannot contain it
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
So come on, come on, I can take it
Give me everything you got
What else? What else? What else? What else?
So come on, come on, I can take it
Sympathy magic
Sympathy magic
Sympathy magic
Sympathy magic
Sympathy magic
Sympathy magic