歌词千寻BadReligion-CrisisTime.There'safeelingaboutmyselfthatIcan'tunderstandIt'saforebodingsensethatIseeallaroundtheland.WhenthewheeloffortuneturnsprogressivelydepravedIt'sthemanifestationofabiosphericdecay.Keepyourselfinline,there'snodesignThenewparadigmiscrisistime.LuxurywasprivilegeandIknewitallalongButtolethumanreasongettrumpedbyemotioniswrong.AllthebondswerebrokenwhenIsaidIlovedyousoButrejectionofafantasyisjustawaytohelpyougrow.Keepyourselfinline,there'snodesignThenewparadigmiscrisistime.There'safeelingaboutmyself,IfeelitohsostrongIt'saromanticnotionandI'vethoughtaboutitfartoolong.Onthecrestofprogresswecan'tbalanceonthewaveIfthemeasureofsuccessisonlytalliedintheliveswesave.

我不甘心

纷纷枝叶乱如麻，不惜从头与一划

何处潮偏盛，钱唐无与俦

长歌弹铗客无能，一砚相随伴老僧