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作曲 : Lazerbeak, POS |
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@ @ |
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Im trying not to slip/ been trying not to lose footing/ |
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Loose land keeps the pressure on my kicks/ |
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and when I fall I tend to land like a ton of bricks/ |
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stand like a man made of concrete and sediment like/ |
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**** your skin nobody needs it theres/ Bones and muscles and blood/ |
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Whats realer than fat and tendons?/ |
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Its raw no soft tissue to draw your eyes to it so far |
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flesh aint the truest at all lets rip into it/ |
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Were all sick of them missed shots/ |
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passed over like the last man picked no team so pissed off/ |
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and/ thats not honesty/ |
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thats just soft curves got your world flipped/ |
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got you makin mixtapes for girls/ |
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and thats the skin again/ |
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lets blame the skin again/ |
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stretching itself so fluidly over these awkward/ ligaments/ |
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and I didnt shave today/ |
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I prolly wont tomorrow and its safe to say Im never gonna shed this extra (yeah)/ |
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So **** it back to the wall/ |
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crush it/ laugh at em all/ |
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hush/ let em try to find the beauty in your face/ |
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something more than a song/ |
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they hatin? Aw come on/ |
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dust/ let em try to find the beauty in the bassline/ |
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aw but then them words dont change/ |
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we wont sing with what will fade away/ |
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yeah we do our own damn thing/ |
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we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring (at all)/ |
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Aw but then them words they dont change/ |
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we wont sing with what will fade away/ |
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yeah we do our own damn thing/ |
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we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring (at all)/ |
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in us we trust/ no rush for bucks/ |
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no sweat just enough/ them words from love/ no hits/ |
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I let the track stand/ like how it was written is how it hit me/ |
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or road cycle kids with the grip to skid a fixies/ |
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a rouge wild kid with a stroll that let it roll/ like whatever/ |
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they kick that gingivitis/ them rappers got the itis/ |
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catch me bumpin Isis in a crisis/ |
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instead of watchin yall count and lead sheep at the same time/ |
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whats the science of that?/ |
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I know the ( ) is sweet/ but where the movement at? |
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We in that coma capital/ spotless home team/ |
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with hands steadily purelled/ germ-exed/ |
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but never quite clean/ bloody as hell rarely will I ever care (for that)/ |
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So **** it back to the wall/ |
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crush it/ laugh at em all/ |
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hush/ let em try to find the beauty in your face/ |
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something more than a song/ |
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they hatin? Aw come on/ |
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dust/ let em try to find the beauty in the bassline/ |
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aw but then them words they dont change/ |
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we wont sing with what will fade away/ |
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yeah we do our own damn thing/ |
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we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring (at all)/ |
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So **** it back to the wall/ |
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crush it/ laugh at em all/ |
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hush/ let em try to find the beauty in your face/ |
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something more than a song/ |
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they hatin? Aw come on/ |
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dust/ let em try to find the beauty in the bassline/ |
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aw but then them words they dont change/ |
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we wont sing with what will fade away/ |
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yeah we do our own damn thing/ |
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we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring (at all)/ |
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