歌曲 | Question Existing (The Wideboys Club Mix) |
歌手 | Rihanna |
专辑 | Good Girl Gone Bad |
作词 : CARTER, SHAWN/SMITH, SHAWN/TAYLOR, S. | |
Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons and undo my skirt | |
Stare at myself in the mirror | |
Take me apart, piece by piece | |
Sorrow decrease, pressure release | |
I put in work | |
Did more than called upon, more than deserved | |
When it was over, did I wind up hurt? | |
Yes, but it taught me, before a decision, ask this question first | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Take off my cool | |
Show them that under here, I'm just like you | |
Do the mistakes that may make me a fool | |
Or a human with loss | |
And with them a loss, round of applause | |
Take the abuse, sometimes it feels like they want me to lose | |
It's entertainment, is that an excuse? | |
No, but the question that lingers, whether win or lose | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Dear diary, and to all them | |
Entertain is something I do for a living | |
It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal | |
I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think I suck sometimes | |
But when you're in the spotlight, everything seems good | |
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst | |
'Cause I have to always keep my guard up | |
I don't know who to trust | |
I don't know who wants to date me for who I am | |
Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing |
zuò cí : CARTER, SHAWN SMITH, SHAWN TAYLOR, S. | |
Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons and undo my skirt | |
Stare at myself in the mirror | |
Take me apart, piece by piece | |
Sorrow decrease, pressure release | |
I put in work | |
Did more than called upon, more than deserved | |
When it was over, did I wind up hurt? | |
Yes, but it taught me, before a decision, ask this question first | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Take off my cool | |
Show them that under here, I' m just like you | |
Do the mistakes that may make me a fool | |
Or a human with loss | |
And with them a loss, round of applause | |
Take the abuse, sometimes it feels like they want me to lose | |
It' s entertainment, is that an excuse? | |
No, but the question that lingers, whether win or lose | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Dear diary, and to all them | |
Entertain is something I do for a living | |
It' s not who I am, I' d like to think that I' m pretty normal | |
I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think I suck sometimes | |
But when you' re in the spotlight, everything seems good | |
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst | |
' Cause I have to always keep my guard up | |
I don' t know who to trust | |
I don' t know who wants to date me for who I am | |
Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing | |
Who am I living for? | |
Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? | |
Chances are given, question existing |