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歌手:Guardin

所属专辑:creature pt. 2

发行时间:2020-01-10

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter

[00:01.00] 作曲 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter

[00:14.32]Got some money in my pocket

[00:16.35]But that doesn't make a difference at all, at all, at all

[00:21.70]This isn't fame I'm ****ing lame

[00:23.80]I'm just boy whose tryna figure it out, it out, it out

[00:28.94]Well maybe this is ****ing it

[00:31.30]The audience has turned against

[00:33.12]They wanna justify the creepin' and leak my mom's home address

[00:36.90]The paranoia rises best when your words sit inside my chest

[00:40.67]I'm ****ing human don't forget that when you're making your requests

[00:44.92]I've got my hands up

[00:46.71]You've got your hands on your gun

[00:52.14]Calling for backup

[00:54.19]I'm not the only one

[00:59.37]I've got a question

[01:01.54]Does torturing me sound fun

[01:06.51]Yeah, you take out your stress

[01:08.76]By punching holes out of everyone

[01:29.11]Got some whiskey in my cup

[01:31.18]But I don't think that it's enough at all, at all, at all

[01:36.46]This isn't me I tell myself

[01:38.68]I constantly worry about my health, whoa oh oh

[01:43.94]Well maybe I should ****ing try

[01:46.19]'cause death is creepin' right behind

[01:48.18]I see him sitting in the corner lookin' oh so ****ing sly

[01:51.78]Anxiety is on the rise when he's constantly on my mind

[01:55.59]I fear the day is finally coming where I meet my own demise

[02:00.04]I've got my hands up

[02:01.71]You've got your hands on your gun

[02:07.31]Calling for backup

[02:09.33]I'm not the only one

[02:14.63]I've got a question

[02:16.51]Does torturing me sound fun

[02:21.73]Yeah, you take out your stress

[02:23.91]By punching holes out of everyone

作词 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter

作曲 : Nicholas Kerr-Carpenter

Got some money in my pocket

But that doesn't make a difference at all, at all, at all

This isn't fame I'm ****ing lame

I'm just boy whose tryna figure it out, it out, it out

Well maybe this is ****ing it

The audience has turned against

They wanna justify the creepin' and leak my mom's home address

The paranoia rises best when your words sit inside my chest

I'm ****ing human don't forget that when you're making your requests

I've got my hands up

You've got your hands on your gun

Calling for backup

I'm not the only one

I've got a question

Does torturing me sound fun

Yeah, you take out your stress

By punching holes out of everyone

Got some whiskey in my cup

But I don't think that it's enough at all, at all, at all

This isn't me I tell myself

I constantly worry about my health, whoa oh oh

Well maybe I should ****ing try

'cause death is creepin' right behind

I see him sitting in the corner lookin' oh so ****ing sly

Anxiety is on the rise when he's constantly on my mind

I fear the day is finally coming where I meet my own demise

I've got my hands up

You've got your hands on your gun

Calling for backup

I'm not the only one

I've got a question

Does torturing me sound fun

Yeah, you take out your stress

By punching holes out of everyone

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