有幾深
rock, 90s Hong Kong rock band live in a cramped warehouse: overdriven bass leading, jagged post-punk guitars, loose funk-latin groove on drums and percussion, haunted lo-fi synths smearing in the background. Male vocals, long echo-drenched Cantonese phrases that swell from a fragile whisper to throat-torn shouts. Verse sections stay tight and tense; chorus explodes with distortion and experimental feedback washes. Occasional electronic blips and noisy textures glue rock and techno-latin edges together, wide dynamic swings front and center., funk, techno, lo-fi, classic, electric, raw, emotional, dynamic, experimental, post-punk, latin, beats, noise
有幾深
rock, 90s Hong Kong rock band live in a cramped warehouse: overdriven bass leading, jagged post-punk guitars, loose funk-latin groove on drums and percussion, haunted lo-fi synths smearing in the background. Male vocals, long echo-drenched Cantonese phrases that swell from a fragile whisper to throat-torn shouts. Verse sections stay tight and tense; chorus explodes with distortion and experimental feedback washes. Occasional electronic blips and noisy textures glue rock and techno-latin edges together, wide dynamic swings front and center., funk, techno, lo-fi, classic, electric, raw, emotional, dynamic, experimental, post-punk, latin, beats, noise
Lyrics
凌晨電車窗邊
你問一句
「其實你心入面
仲有幾多人住？」
菸灰跌滿手背
街牌歪歪斜斜
你笑到出眼水
話愛都係假嘢
[Chorus]
有幾深 有幾深
講得出 你捱得耐幾耐
有幾真 有幾真
捉得緊 一鬆手就粉碎
有幾深 有幾深
喊到啞 都唔算是罪
有幾深 有幾深
跌到盡 先知自己幾細
[Verse 2]
舊樓鐵閘聲響
像判決落在身上
你話習慣被放低
習慣等唔到回音
[low vocal register]
我貼住你條頸講
「唔好再攞自己開玩笑」
回音喺走廊尾彈返轉頭
只剩心跳
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
你話唔驚痛
你淨係驚冇感覺
我話我驚你
習慣咗一個人墮落
[distorted shout]
樓下舊歌機
播到錄帶走音
我哋跟住亂唱
當做最後見證
[Chorus]