There's a sword in your side, 有一个在你身边的剑，

That you'll ignore until blood shows, 你会忽略，直到鲜血显示，

And later on, when it's gone, 而后来，当它走了，

When something's wrong, 当某事是错的，

The violence grows and it's designed, 暴力的增长，它的设计，

To spy and try to poke your eyes, 窥视并尝试戳你的眼睛，

While laying low. 虽然铺设低。

   

Beneath the seven different reasons for satellites, 下面的七种不同的原因，卫星，

Eleven different reasons for fists in fights, 十一种不同的原因拳头打架，

There's never been a reason for 从未有一个理由

shouting when it's quiet, 喊的时候很安静，

But no-one's ever listening. 但没有一个人的永远听。

   

Seven different reasons for satellites, 七种不同的原因，卫星，

Eleven different reasons for fists in fights, 十一种不同的原因拳头打架，

There's never been a reason for 从未有一个理由

shouting when it's quiet, 喊的时候很安静，

But no-one's ever listening. 但没有一个人的永远听。

   

When you need to shout 当你需要喊

No-one's ever listening 没有人是永远听

When you need to shout 当你需要喊

No-one's ever listening 没有人是永远听

   

And don't go dragging your name, 而且不要去拖你的名字，

Through the mud and the rain, 穿过泥泞和雨水，

When it dries I know some dust that 当它变干，我知道了一些灰尘

wants to get in your eyes. 希望得到你的眼睛。

   

Put a stethoscope on, 把听诊器上，

You'll notice the beat is gone, 你会发现拍走了，

All that's left is hesitations 所有剩下的就是犹豫

from your previous life. 从你以前的生活。

   

Don't go dragging your name, 不要去拖你的名字，

Through the mud and the rain, 穿过泥泞和雨水，

When it dries I know some dust that 当它变干，我知道了一些灰尘

wants to get in your eyes. 希望得到你的眼睛。

   

Put a stethoscope on, 把听诊器上，

You'll notice the beat is gone, 你会发现拍走了，

All that's left is hesitations 所有剩下的就是犹豫

from your previous life. 从你以前的生活。