Morning breaks over the Midwest. 上午休息了中西部地区。

A silent, lonely porch swing rocking, 缄默，孤独的门廊秋千摇椅，

The television glows. 电视发光。

Another night spent crumbling, 一个晚上花了摇摇欲坠的，

Just listening to you moan. 只是听你呻吟。

You monkey with a microphone. 你的猴子与麦克风。

Your redundant, useless voice 你多余的，无用的声音

Constantly a dull and distant noise. 一直沉闷而遥远的噪音。

   

You're just screaming into the wind. 你只是尖叫进风。

You're just screaming into the wind. 你只是尖叫进风。

   

I'm focusing my hate. 我注重我的恨。

But it's hollow, unsubstantiated. 但它是空心的，毫无根据。

You're an easy mark, 你是个容易上当，

And I just need a target right now. 我只是需要一个目标，现在。

I can't face myself. 我无法面对我自己。

I can't honestly own up to who I am. 我不能诚实坦白到我是谁。

   

I'm just screaming into the wind. 我只是尖叫进风。

I'm just screaming into the wind. 我只是尖叫进风。

Guilt is relative. 内疚是相对的。

So is sin. 所以就是罪。

It makes it easy to pretend. 它可以很容易地装。

   

A bicycle is humming and it's carrying me home. 自行车哼着它的背着我回家。

The sun is red and headed for the west. 太阳是红色的向西。

I'm finding ways to rearrange me. 我要想办法重新安排了我。

I should be content, but I'm still terrified 我应该是内容，但我还是害怕

Cause I can't tell a realization, a rationalization, or nostalgia from regret. 因为我不能告诉一个实现，合理化，或怀旧的遗憾。

   

Oh no. 哦，不。

   

I'm just screaming into the wind. 我只是尖叫进风。

I'm just screaming into the wind. 我只是尖叫进风。

Guilt is relative. 内疚是相对的。

So is sin. 所以就是罪。

It makes it easy to pretend. 它可以很容易地装。