笨小笨Running Water歌词由Dead Neck演唱，出自专辑《Blood In The Water (Explicit)》，下面是《Running Water》完整版歌词！
Running Water歌词完整版
When you've got nothing on the way and you're sick of living life with no pride and sick of living on the outside, who stops you from running away, gives you a reason to stare into the abyss and give it a miss?
I was wondering why the rift? There's more than silver to this. There's more than silver to this.
With your back to the wall from the end of the roll to the last of the load, when it's gone on too long. When you're watching the bowl and the last of the snow, like the best in show ran over on the road.
I don't ever wanna try to be someone else like I did when I was young and I was so misread, double decade of depression bred with oppositional defiant disorder.
Anger stolen, sadness saved, I'd jump into the garden when the path was paved. Ankles swollen, knees all grazed, crying for your court order.
When it's rolling like a boulder, when it's cold and then it smoulders. Like the chip upon your shoulder, a shining golden glow.
Well, tie me up and tickle me then leaving me hanging from a tree. We'll send a message on a ship in a bottle, yeah, full throttle when the striplight is bright.
Righting the wrongs with a shiver and a song and a ride through the jungle with the boys of the fungal.
When you've got nothing on the way and you're sick of living life with no pride and sick of living on the outside, who stops you from running away, gives you a reason to stare into the abyss and give it a miss?
I was wondering why the rift? There's more than silver to this. There's more than silver to this.
I don't ever wanna try to be someone else like I did when I was young and I was so misread, double decade of depression bred with oppositional defiant disorder.
Anger stolen, sadness saved, I'd jump into the garden when the path was paved. Ankles swollen, knees all grazed, crying for your court order. Yeah crying for your court order.
Who poured all the salt on the slug on the road? Who sowed the seed of anyone who relished the prospect of somewhere to go? They just wanted somewhere to go but they got the wrong ratio. They just wanted somewhere to go.
Medicine ball in a laminar flow to tell you that it's something that you already know. Rattle the bell, write the book on the shelf, when you've been through hell that's when you know yourself.
I don't ever wanna try to be someone else like I did when I was young and I was so misread, double decade of depression bred with oppositional defiant disorder.
Anger stolen, sadness saved, I'd jump into the garden when the path was paved. Ankles swollen, knees all grazed, crying for your court order.
Rattle the bell, write the book on the shelf, when you've been through hell that's when you know yourself.
