笨小笨Atone (Explicit)歌词由Casey演唱，出自专辑《Great Grief / Atone》，下面是《Atone (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Atone (Explicit)歌词完整版
In the ephemeral moments between subtle misery we bite our tongues to avoid our discomfort. We slowly attune to glances exchanged in place of benevolent words that could help soothe the aches.
We behave in a way that makes us believe we've grown unfamiliar. But the frail disposition of love is so swiftly displaced when left to endure the violence of doubt.
Slow to atone, a voice I don't hear as my own, hollow apologies.
The longing for condolence is relegated to no more than velleity.
We reprise our role as strangers.
We rehearse small resentments when in isolation, but miss every cue when stood under the lights. Quietened tones to conceal our frustrations, the same melancholia every night.
And in our indifference we're quick to surrender the passion we'd lit to help navigate each other. A stoic hand dismantles love, and before the light is even extinguished, we've reprised our roles as strangers.
Slow to atone, a voice I don't hear as my own, hollow apologies.
The longing for condolence is relegated to no more than velleity.
We'd rehearse small resentments when in isolation, then choke on the words when reciting our lines. Never perceptive to our situation, the same melancholia every night.
