艺人:Silverchair
作词:Johns
She tripped on a hole
That I dug in the soil
To be part of a human garden
I couldn't stand
In the straight postured sun
But you stood in the mud
But you came and saw
When I came along, when I came along
When I came along
See you never stop needing
You never stop needing
A close look at something so close
Too much of not enough
A close look at something so close
Too much of not enough
All we need is just a taste
I strap myself in for a safe saccharide
Before we'd start in the train
To be anything I saw fit
And it all seems to fit
But you came undone when I came along
When I came along, when I came along
See you never stop needing
You never stop needing
A close look at something so close
Too much of not enough
A close look at something so close
Too much of not enough
All we need is just a taste
Now what flies
And shallow truth
Broken stakes
And stolen youth
I've seen too much of not enough
But you came much closer than you had before
And you never stop needing
You never stop needing
You never stop needing
And it's good for nothing