The Shell

Written by: Lucy Dacus
我是鬼魂，漫步在一场无趣的梦境里
I'm a ghost, walking in a boring dream
你在那儿，你说着话而我并不在听
You are there, talking and I'm not listening
我正忙着无所事事
I am busy doing nothing
你却无礼地打断了我
And you're rudely interrupting
这都是虚幻的，我现在看清了
It's a myth and now I see it clearly
你不必为了让你的话值得听而表现的难过
You don't have to be sad to make something worth hearing
现在我平静而满足
Now I'm calm and content
我又卸下一个负担
One more burden off my back
你不想成为创作者
You don't wanna be a creator
并不意味你什么都不想表达
Doesn't mean you've got nothing to say
把笔放下吧，不要强逼自己
Put down the pen, don't let it force your hand
我是鬼魂，漫步在一条空荡的街道上
I'm a ghost, walking on an empty street
我不再有名字，不用呼唤我了
No name anymore, no need to call for me
我是杳无音信的故乡英雄
I'm a long-lost hometown hero
传奇的前世们在我心中
Late to legendary past lives within me
如果再给我一次机会
If I had the offer to do it again
让我变得不败、无形或者脑死吧
Make me invincible, invicible, or brain dead
如果肉体和人生可以分离
If the body and the life were two things that we could divide
我会把我的躯壳献给其他人去填满
I'd deliver my shell to be filled with somebody else
你不想成为创作者
You don't wanna be a creator
并不意味你什么都不想表达
Dosen't mean you've got nothing to say
把笔放下吧，不要强逼自己
Put down the pen, don't let it force your head
你不想成为领路人
You don't wanna be a leader
并不代表你不知道前路
Dosen't mean you don't know the way
握着自己的手，没有计划地走下去
Hold your own hand, walk on without a plan