歌曲 | Factory Love |
歌手 | Bryce Vine |
专辑 | Carnival |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Aaron Zuckerman/Bryce Vine/Diederik van Elsas/Parrish Warrington | |
作曲 : Aaron Zuckerman/Bryce Vine/Diederik van Elsas/Parrish Warrington | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It's just factory love, ain’t no high in forever | |
We've been on 'em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five | |
[Verse 1] | |
Pop a couple bad aspirin, chop a couple, I’ll split | |
Knock up another one back sweet, sake up on that lip | |
Yeah, we live for that dove life | |
Yeah, we **** with them beans | |
Girl, you live for them doves, right? | |
Take me under your wings | |
Ah, yeah, yeah | |
Coffee color mocha frame, talkin' but ain't no exchange | |
Droppin' on me every day, hoppin' on me every day | |
Body drippin' hella Daiso, so says she wanna go to Stagecoach | |
Birdie puffin' lemon haze smoke, double vision got me double-dippin' | |
[Pre-Chorus] | |
Ooh yeah, Feliz Navidad | |
Got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
[Chorus] | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It’s just factory love, ain’t no high in forever | |
We've been on ’em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It's just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love , ain't no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
[Verse 2] | |
Comb-like state to the dome, might face | |
Wanna go, don't stop, never pause, no breaks | |
Let me crawl your walls, do it all, no stress | |
Waterfall in the bed, let it flow, life vest | |
I took too much of somethin’, munchin' on some vitamin chew | |
Next thing I knew, I saw you crunchin' up anonymous blues | |
Odd colors swirlin' that shit not what vitamins do | |
You got the shade of skin to show your more androgynous roots, yeah | |
[Pre-Chorus] | |
Oh yeah, yeah | |
Feliz Navidad | |
You got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
[Chorus] | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It's just factory love, ain't no high forever | |
We've been on 'em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It's just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love, ain't no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
[Outro] | |
All night long in the moon-white fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don't shine for the dreary | |
And doves don't cry for the weary (Don't cry for the) | |
All night long in the moon-white fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don't shine for the dreary | |
No, the doves don't cry for the weary |
zuo ci : Aaron Zuckerman Bryce Vine Diederik van Elsas Parrish Warrington | |
zuo qu : Aaron Zuckerman Bryce Vine Diederik van Elsas Parrish Warrington | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high in forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five | |
Verse 1 | |
Pop a couple bad aspirin, chop a couple, I' ll split | |
Knock up another one back sweet, sake up on that lip | |
Yeah, we live for that dove life | |
Yeah, we with them beans | |
Girl, you live for them doves, right? | |
Take me under your wings | |
Ah, yeah, yeah | |
Coffee color mocha frame, talkin' but ain' t no exchange | |
Droppin' on me every day, hoppin' on me every day | |
Body drippin' hella Daiso, so says she wanna go to Stagecoach | |
Birdie puffin' lemon haze smoke, double vision got me doubledippin' | |
PreChorus | |
Ooh yeah, Feliz Navidad | |
Got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
Chorus | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high in forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It' s just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love , ain' t no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
Verse 2 | |
Comblike state to the dome, might face | |
Wanna go, don' t stop, never pause, no breaks | |
Let me crawl your walls, do it all, no stress | |
Waterfall in the bed, let it flow, life vest | |
I took too much of somethin', munchin' on some vitamin chew | |
Next thing I knew, I saw you crunchin' up anonymous blues | |
Odd colors swirlin' that shit not what vitamins do | |
You got the shade of skin to show your more androgynous roots, yeah | |
PreChorus | |
Oh yeah, yeah | |
Feliz Navidad | |
You got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
Chorus | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It' s just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love, ain' t no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
Outro | |
All night long in the moonwhite fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don' t shine for the dreary | |
And doves don' t cry for the weary Don' t cry for the | |
All night long in the moonwhite fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don' t shine for the dreary | |
No, the doves don' t cry for the weary |
zuò cí : Aaron Zuckerman Bryce Vine Diederik van Elsas Parrish Warrington | |
zuò qǔ : Aaron Zuckerman Bryce Vine Diederik van Elsas Parrish Warrington | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high in forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five | |
Verse 1 | |
Pop a couple bad aspirin, chop a couple, I' ll split | |
Knock up another one back sweet, sake up on that lip | |
Yeah, we live for that dove life | |
Yeah, we with them beans | |
Girl, you live for them doves, right? | |
Take me under your wings | |
Ah, yeah, yeah | |
Coffee color mocha frame, talkin' but ain' t no exchange | |
Droppin' on me every day, hoppin' on me every day | |
Body drippin' hella Daiso, so says she wanna go to Stagecoach | |
Birdie puffin' lemon haze smoke, double vision got me doubledippin' | |
PreChorus | |
Ooh yeah, Feliz Navidad | |
Got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
Chorus | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high in forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It' s just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love , ain' t no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
Verse 2 | |
Comblike state to the dome, might face | |
Wanna go, don' t stop, never pause, no breaks | |
Let me crawl your walls, do it all, no stress | |
Waterfall in the bed, let it flow, life vest | |
I took too much of somethin', munchin' on some vitamin chew | |
Next thing I knew, I saw you crunchin' up anonymous blues | |
Odd colors swirlin' that shit not what vitamins do | |
You got the shade of skin to show your more androgynous roots, yeah | |
PreChorus | |
Oh yeah, yeah | |
Feliz Navidad | |
You got the whole world on a string | |
What more did it bring? | |
White noise on the beach | |
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm | |
Chorus | |
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure | |
It' s just factory love, ain' t no high forever | |
We' ve been on ' em for days, wired and high on a field | |
45 and a shot, four or five other pills | |
It' s just factory love, we get by on the pleasure | |
No old fashion in love, ain' t no high in forever | |
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh | |
Outro | |
All night long in the moonwhite fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don' t shine for the dreary | |
And doves don' t cry for the weary Don' t cry for the | |
All night long in the moonwhite fog | |
You and I keep warm in a room not locked | |
Where the sun don' t shine for the dreary | |
No, the doves don' t cry for the weary |