At The Door - The Strokes (敲击乐队)

Lyrics by：The Strokes/Paul Vassallo

Composed by：Julian Casablancas

I can't escape it

I'm never gonna make it out of this in time

I guess that's just fine

I'm not there quite yet

My thoughts such a mess

Like a little boy

What you runnin' for

Run at the door

Anyone home

Have I lost it all

Struck me like a chord

I'm an ugly boy

Holdin' on the night

Lonely after light

You begged me not to go

Sinkin' like a stone

Use me like an oar

And get yourself to shore

Bang at the door

Anyone home

It's just what they do

Right in front of you

Like a cannonball

Slammin' through your wall

In their face I saw

What they're fightin' for

I can't escape it

I'm never gonna make it to the end I guess

Struck me like a chord

I'm an ugly boy

Holdin' on the night

Lonely after light

Bangin' on the door

I don't wanna know

Sinkin' like a stone

So use me like an oar

Onto fight what I can't see

Not tryna build

No dynasty

I can't see beyond this wall

But we lost this game

So many times before

I been on a cold road

I'll be waiting yeah

I'll be waiting for the old times

Waiting for the time to pass

I been on a cold road

I'll be waiting yeah

I'll be waiting for the old times

Waiting for the time to pass