歌曲 | Shoulda Known |
歌手 | Atmosphere |
专辑 | When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold [Standard Edition] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.51] | Atmosphere - Shoulda Know |
[00:22.49] | Naked in the bathtub |
[00:23.30] | Sittin’ on the porcelain |
[00:24.37] | Waiting for that little hurricane to pull your torso in |
[00:26.68] | The water don’t run, just drips like rain |
[00:29.12] | Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins |
[00:31.55] | Fill it up |
[00:32.49] | With a bag of that happy stuff |
[00:34.18] | Cuz the way she runs out, you can tell she ain’t had enough |
[00:37.18] | Good times goddess |
[00:38.49] | My goodness |
[00:39.92] | Got finger nail polish autopilot foot prints |
[00:41.42] | |
[00:42.48] | With a smile that’s stitched to the fabric of bedtime tales and |
[00:45.73] | Keep them tits out of the attic |
[00:47.48] | The mouth of madness |
[00:48.29] | |
[00:48.80] | Loud and manic |
[00:49.79] | The motive of the bird going south on the Atmos’ |
[00:52.36] | |
[00:52.98] | Picture a hole |
[00:53.86] | Put your hero in |
[00:54.92] | Envision the gold |
[00:56.17] | Now zero in |
[00:58.42] | Been watching your night train track for the last few stops |
[01:00.67] | With no desire to hop it |
[01:02.05] | |
[01:02.92] | How did we end up in your apartment |
[01:04.42] | |
[01:05.10] | Pocket full of gossip says this ain’t smart |
[01:07.48] | When it’s all said and done, can’t get restart |
[01:10.23] | But I’ll be damned if I don’t wanna kiss you-- |
[01:12.61] | Hard |
[01:12.86] | Shoulda known better not to f**k wit’ you |
[01:15.36] | Ain’t got nothin’ but too much to lose |
[01:17.79] | Lost in the rush don’t know what to do |
[01:20.17] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:21.86] | |
[01:22.86] | Shoulda known better not to f**k wit’ you |
[01:25.42] | Ain’t got nothin’ but too much to lose |
[01:27.61] | |
[01:28.17] | Lost in the rush don’t know what to do |
[01:30.54] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:32.79] | I’ve got a restraining order |
[01:33.92] | Against Satan’s daughter |
[01:35.67] | And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamison and water |
[01:37.86] | |
[01:38.48] | And when we get there |
[01:39.73] | You can sit there and stare |
[01:41.23] | From behind your mascara and your thick hair |
[01:42.73] | |
[01:43.42] | I’m aware of that pain you harbor |
[01:45.49] | The same negative game to the names you martyr |
[01:48.11] | Apart from the details and substance and whatnot |
[01:50.17] | |
[01:50.86] | That hunger of love pistol and gut rot |
[01:52.92] | |
[01:53.92] | Bloodshot |
[01:54.59] | Give me one shot, my shot |
[01:56.47] | Hopped up on enough talk to make time stop |
[01:58.40] | |
[01:58.96] | The lines of chalk that benjamin might cop |
[02:01.09] | Killed the illustrations on the neighborhood sidewalks |
[02:02.97] | |
[02:03.65] | Then all of a sudden she got silent |
[02:05.78] | |
[02:06.41] | Pupils like marbles, hide behind the eyelids |
[02:08.22] | |
[02:09.03] | Get away sticks go limping hole place |
[02:10.65] | |
[02:11.34] | The smile sucked up most of her face |
[02:13.34] | |
[02:14.28] | Truly you beat the scene so surreal |
[02:16.34] | And each criticism becomes redeemed |
[02:17.72] | |
[02:18.91] | Swallow my words |
[02:19.97] | No more judgment it’s true |
[02:21.90] | Cuz you look like what I feel like when I’m with you |
[02:24.28] | Shoulda known better not to f**k wit’ you |
[02:26.53] | Ain’t got nothin’ but too much to lose |
[02:29.28] | Lost in the rush don’t know what to do |
[02:31.84] | That drug got you like I want you |
[02:33.41] | |
[02:34.47] | Shoulda known better not to f**k wit’ you |
[02:36.65] | Ain’t got nothin’ but too much to lose |
[02:39.36] | Lost in the rush don’t know what to do |
[02:41.80] | That drug got you like I want you |
[00:00.51] | Atmosphere Shoulda Know |
[00:22.49] | Naked in the bathtub |
[00:23.30] | Sittin' on the porcelain |
[00:24.37] | Waiting for that little hurricane to pull your torso in |
[00:26.68] | The water don' t run, just drips like rain |
[00:29.12] | Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins |
[00:31.55] | Fill it up |
[00:32.49] | With a bag of that happy stuff |
[00:34.18] | Cuz the way she runs out, you can tell she ain' t had enough |
[00:37.18] | Good times goddess |
[00:38.49] | My goodness |
[00:39.92] | Got finger nail polish autopilot foot prints |
[00:41.42] | |
[00:42.48] | With a smile that' s stitched to the fabric of bedtime tales and |
[00:45.73] | Keep them tits out of the attic |
[00:47.48] | The mouth of madness |
[00:48.29] | |
[00:48.80] | Loud and manic |
[00:49.79] | The motive of the bird going south on the Atmos' |
[00:52.36] | |
[00:52.98] | Picture a hole |
[00:53.86] | Put your hero in |
[00:54.92] | Envision the gold |
[00:56.17] | Now zero in |
[00:58.42] | Been watching your night train track for the last few stops |
[01:00.67] | With no desire to hop it |
[01:02.05] | |
[01:02.92] | How did we end up in your apartment |
[01:04.42] | |
[01:05.10] | Pocket full of gossip says this ain' t smart |
[01:07.48] | When it' s all said and done, can' t get restart |
[01:10.23] | But I' ll be damned if I don' t wanna kiss you |
[01:12.61] | Hard |
[01:12.86] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[01:15.36] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[01:17.79] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[01:20.17] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:21.86] | |
[01:22.86] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[01:25.42] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[01:27.61] | |
[01:28.17] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[01:30.54] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:32.79] | I' ve got a restraining order |
[01:33.92] | Against Satan' s daughter |
[01:35.67] | And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamison and water |
[01:37.86] | |
[01:38.48] | And when we get there |
[01:39.73] | You can sit there and stare |
[01:41.23] | From behind your mascara and your thick hair |
[01:42.73] | |
[01:43.42] | I' m aware of that pain you harbor |
[01:45.49] | The same negative game to the names you martyr |
[01:48.11] | Apart from the details and substance and whatnot |
[01:50.17] | |
[01:50.86] | That hunger of love pistol and gut rot |
[01:52.92] | |
[01:53.92] | Bloodshot |
[01:54.59] | Give me one shot, my shot |
[01:56.47] | Hopped up on enough talk to make time stop |
[01:58.40] | |
[01:58.96] | The lines of chalk that benjamin might cop |
[02:01.09] | Killed the illustrations on the neighborhood sidewalks |
[02:02.97] | |
[02:03.65] | Then all of a sudden she got silent |
[02:05.78] | |
[02:06.41] | Pupils like marbles, hide behind the eyelids |
[02:08.22] | |
[02:09.03] | Get away sticks go limping hole place |
[02:10.65] | |
[02:11.34] | The smile sucked up most of her face |
[02:13.34] | |
[02:14.28] | Truly you beat the scene so surreal |
[02:16.34] | And each criticism becomes redeemed |
[02:17.72] | |
[02:18.91] | Swallow my words |
[02:19.97] | No more judgment it' s true |
[02:21.90] | Cuz you look like what I feel like when I' m with you |
[02:24.28] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[02:26.53] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[02:29.28] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[02:31.84] | That drug got you like I want you |
[02:33.41] | |
[02:34.47] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[02:36.65] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[02:39.36] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[02:41.80] | That drug got you like I want you |
[00:00.51] | Atmosphere Shoulda Know |
[00:22.49] | Naked in the bathtub |
[00:23.30] | Sittin' on the porcelain |
[00:24.37] | Waiting for that little hurricane to pull your torso in |
[00:26.68] | The water don' t run, just drips like rain |
[00:29.12] | Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins |
[00:31.55] | Fill it up |
[00:32.49] | With a bag of that happy stuff |
[00:34.18] | Cuz the way she runs out, you can tell she ain' t had enough |
[00:37.18] | Good times goddess |
[00:38.49] | My goodness |
[00:39.92] | Got finger nail polish autopilot foot prints |
[00:41.42] | |
[00:42.48] | With a smile that' s stitched to the fabric of bedtime tales and |
[00:45.73] | Keep them tits out of the attic |
[00:47.48] | The mouth of madness |
[00:48.29] | |
[00:48.80] | Loud and manic |
[00:49.79] | The motive of the bird going south on the Atmos' |
[00:52.36] | |
[00:52.98] | Picture a hole |
[00:53.86] | Put your hero in |
[00:54.92] | Envision the gold |
[00:56.17] | Now zero in |
[00:58.42] | Been watching your night train track for the last few stops |
[01:00.67] | With no desire to hop it |
[01:02.05] | |
[01:02.92] | How did we end up in your apartment |
[01:04.42] | |
[01:05.10] | Pocket full of gossip says this ain' t smart |
[01:07.48] | When it' s all said and done, can' t get restart |
[01:10.23] | But I' ll be damned if I don' t wanna kiss you |
[01:12.61] | Hard |
[01:12.86] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[01:15.36] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[01:17.79] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[01:20.17] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:21.86] | |
[01:22.86] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[01:25.42] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[01:27.61] | |
[01:28.17] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[01:30.54] | That drug got you like I want you |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:32.79] | I' ve got a restraining order |
[01:33.92] | Against Satan' s daughter |
[01:35.67] | And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamison and water |
[01:37.86] | |
[01:38.48] | And when we get there |
[01:39.73] | You can sit there and stare |
[01:41.23] | From behind your mascara and your thick hair |
[01:42.73] | |
[01:43.42] | I' m aware of that pain you harbor |
[01:45.49] | The same negative game to the names you martyr |
[01:48.11] | Apart from the details and substance and whatnot |
[01:50.17] | |
[01:50.86] | That hunger of love pistol and gut rot |
[01:52.92] | |
[01:53.92] | Bloodshot |
[01:54.59] | Give me one shot, my shot |
[01:56.47] | Hopped up on enough talk to make time stop |
[01:58.40] | |
[01:58.96] | The lines of chalk that benjamin might cop |
[02:01.09] | Killed the illustrations on the neighborhood sidewalks |
[02:02.97] | |
[02:03.65] | Then all of a sudden she got silent |
[02:05.78] | |
[02:06.41] | Pupils like marbles, hide behind the eyelids |
[02:08.22] | |
[02:09.03] | Get away sticks go limping hole place |
[02:10.65] | |
[02:11.34] | The smile sucked up most of her face |
[02:13.34] | |
[02:14.28] | Truly you beat the scene so surreal |
[02:16.34] | And each criticism becomes redeemed |
[02:17.72] | |
[02:18.91] | Swallow my words |
[02:19.97] | No more judgment it' s true |
[02:21.90] | Cuz you look like what I feel like when I' m with you |
[02:24.28] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[02:26.53] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[02:29.28] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[02:31.84] | That drug got you like I want you |
[02:33.41] | |
[02:34.47] | Shoulda known better not to f k wit' you |
[02:36.65] | Ain' t got nothin' but too much to lose |
[02:39.36] | Lost in the rush don' t know what to do |
[02:41.80] | That drug got you like I want you |