《生殖器?!》I Am Not What You Think I Am
Starts with a bansuri over reversed pipa loops and Mongolian throat drones. A French-accented whisper mutters nonsense as tabla and jazz bass fall in. Suddenly, a suona screams. The vocals arrive in layers: Indian-style soprano in nasal glitter, over Tibetan growls and auto-tuned Arabic chants — interrupted by a yodel that echoes into robotic delay. Percussion becomes a world drum storm: frame drums, gamelan, tabla, and distorted claps form a twisted polyrhythm. Erhu wails while a throat singer duets with a robotic cabaret voice in Mandarin. Bridge becomes meditative: tanpura drones, shakuhachi whispers, and Arabic vocal lines melt into digital reverb. Final chorus erupts: guzheng tremolo, distorted guitar, accordion bursts, opera screams, jazz bass solos, glitch voices all screaming “la-la-la” in different languages — before everything drops into silence except for a single goat bell and a gamelan echo.
《生殖器?!》I Am Not What You Think I Am
Starts with a bansuri over reversed pipa loops and Mongolian throat drones. A French-accented whisper mutters nonsense as tabla and jazz bass fall in. Suddenly, a suona screams. The vocals arrive in layers: Indian-style soprano in nasal glitter, over Tibetan growls and auto-tuned Arabic chants — interrupted by a yodel that echoes into robotic delay. Percussion becomes a world drum storm: frame drums, gamelan, tabla, and distorted claps form a twisted polyrhythm. Erhu wails while a throat singer duets with a robotic cabaret voice in Mandarin. Bridge becomes meditative: tanpura drones, shakuhachi whispers, and Arabic vocal lines melt into digital reverb. Final chorus erupts: guzheng tremolo, distorted guitar, accordion bursts, opera screams, jazz bass solos, glitch voices all screaming “la-la-la” in different languages — before everything drops into silence except for a single goat bell and a gamelan echo.
Lyrics
[Intro]
谁靠近我 谁先低声
谁伸出手 谁先发抖
我沉默 你不懂
你不懂 你却想占有
[Pre-Verse]
寂静之中 不是梦 却也无声
被你看见了 闻到潮湿的气息
[Verse 1]
我总是被盯着看
我总是被误解
有人说我温柔可爱 有人说我危害人间
你也曾为我 付出过很多
[Pre-Chorus]
你也曾为我 争先恐后
你也曾为我 放下所有
你说我像某种爱 像某种纯洁的情感
可我一直 只是安静地存在
[Chorus]
我不是你想的那模样
我也不知道 我能献给你什么
你说我有温度 说我让你犹豫
我不是你想的那模样
我没有你说的那么伟大
只是变成你的欲望 被你践踏
[Hook]
谁靠近我 谁先低声
谁伸出手 谁先发抖
我沉默 你不懂
你不懂 你却想占有
[Verse 2]
有人捧着我 像天使
有人拍下我 说这是艺术
有人删除我 说这不合适
[Pre-Chorus]
我不会说“不” 你才以为我愿意
我没有反抗 你就叫我从顺
[Bridge]
有人对我很敏感
有人对我很伤感
我从没主动靠近谁
却总被你们 看我、闻我、摸我
然后说 问题出在我
[Chorus]
我不是你想的那模样
我也不知道 我能献给你什么
你说我有温度 说我让你犹豫
我不是你想的那模样
我没有你说的那么伟大
只是变成你的欲望 被你践踏
我不是你想的那模样
我也不知道 我能献给你什么
你说我有温度 说我让你犹豫
我不是你赞美的理由
也不是你所谓的自由开放
我只是被定义 被剥夺的受害者
[Outro]
谁靠近我 谁先低声
谁伸出手 谁先发抖
我沉默 你不懂
你不懂 你却想占有
我不是樱花 也不是罂粟花
我是 你送出的花
我是 你交换的诗与吻
我是 植物的生殖器
English Translation:
[Intro]
Whoever approaches me — lowers their voice
Whoever reaches for me — trembles first
I stay silent — you don’t understand
You don’t understand, yet you want to possess
[Pre-Verse]
In the silence — this isn’t a dream, but still wordless
You saw me, smelled the dampness in the air
[Verse 1]
I’m always stared at
I’m always misunderstood
Some say I’m gentle, lovely
Some say I’m a threat to humanity
You too have given a lot for me
[Pre-Chorus]
You too once rushed for me
You too once gave up everything for me
You said I reminded you of love, of something pure
But I — I was always just quietly existing
[Chorus]
I’m not what you think I am
I don’t even know what I can give you
You say I’m warm, say I make you hesitate
I’m not what you think I am
I’m not as sacred as you claim
I’m just turned into your desire, trampled on
[Hook]
Whoever approaches me — lowers their voice
Whoever reaches for me — trembles first
I stay silent — you don’t understand
You don’t understand, yet you want to possess
[Verse 2]
Some cradle me like an angel
Some film me, call it art
Some erase me, say I’m inappropriate
[Pre-Chorus]
I never said “no” — so you assumed I consented
I didn’t resist — so you called me obedient
[Bridge]
Some are overly sensitive about me
Some feel sorrow when they see me
I never sought anyone out
But I’m always the one you stare at, sniff, touch
And then say — I’m the problem
[Chorus]
I’m not what you think I am
I don’t even know what I can give you
You say I’m warm, say I make you hesitate
I’m not your excuse for praise
Nor your symbol of freedom and openness
I’m merely the victim — defined and stripped bare
[Outro]
Whoever approaches me — lowers their voice
Whoever reaches for me — trembles first
I stay silent — you don’t understand
You don’t understand, yet you want to possess
I am not a cherry blossom, nor a poppy bloom
I am — the flower you hand over
I am — the poem and kiss you trade
I am — the reproductive organ of a plant