歌曲 | Traded In My Cigarettes |
歌手 | Plan B |
专辑 | The Defamation of Strickland Banks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Appapoulay, Ballance-Drew, Cas | |
作词 : Appapoulay, Ballance-Drew, Cas | |
There's people inside | |
Telling me to watch my back | |
If I wanna survive | |
I gotta stop them in their tracks | |
They've been making life hard | |
Oh, they've been taking me for a fool | |
So I saved up all my cigarettes | |
And I traded them in for a tool' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I've gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Tell me what | |
I'm supposed to do | |
Doing my time | |
In a cage that ain't fit for a rat | |
Waiting to die | |
What kind of bad existence is that? | |
Oh, I don't wanna hurt nobody, no, no | |
But what choice do | |
I have?If | |
I don't do something crazy | |
They're gonna keep coming back' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I've gotta get tough now, baby | |
Gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain't got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no, no, no | |
They've been making things hard | |
Oh, they've been making my life bad | |
So I traded in my cigarettes | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
From these demons | |
Haunting me like ghosts | |
Someone tell me | |
I'm dreaming | |
This all up in my head | |
Someone wake me up from my bed | |
Tell me this ain't really happening | |
Gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
I ain't got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain't got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now | |
I ain't got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no |
zuo qu : Appapoulay, BallanceDrew, Cas | |
zuo ci : Appapoulay, BallanceDrew, Cas | |
There' s people inside | |
Telling me to watch my back | |
If I wanna survive | |
I gotta stop them in their tracks | |
They' ve been making life hard | |
Oh, they' ve been taking me for a fool | |
So I saved up all my cigarettes | |
And I traded them in for a tool' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I' ve gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Tell me what | |
I' m supposed to do | |
Doing my time | |
In a cage that ain' t fit for a rat | |
Waiting to die | |
What kind of bad existence is that? | |
Oh, I don' t wanna hurt nobody, no, no | |
But what choice do | |
I have? If | |
I don' t do something crazy | |
They' re gonna keep coming back' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I' ve gotta get tough now, baby | |
Gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no, no, no | |
They' ve been making things hard | |
Oh, they' ve been making my life bad | |
So I traded in my cigarettes | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
From these demons | |
Haunting me like ghosts | |
Someone tell me | |
I' m dreaming | |
This all up in my head | |
Someone wake me up from my bed | |
Tell me this ain' t really happening | |
Gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
I ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now | |
I ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no |
zuò qǔ : Appapoulay, BallanceDrew, Cas | |
zuò cí : Appapoulay, BallanceDrew, Cas | |
There' s people inside | |
Telling me to watch my back | |
If I wanna survive | |
I gotta stop them in their tracks | |
They' ve been making life hard | |
Oh, they' ve been taking me for a fool | |
So I saved up all my cigarettes | |
And I traded them in for a tool' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I' ve gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Tell me what | |
I' m supposed to do | |
Doing my time | |
In a cage that ain' t fit for a rat | |
Waiting to die | |
What kind of bad existence is that? | |
Oh, I don' t wanna hurt nobody, no, no | |
But what choice do | |
I have? If | |
I don' t do something crazy | |
They' re gonna keep coming back' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
I' ve gotta get tough now, baby | |
Gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no, no, no | |
They' ve been making things hard | |
Oh, they' ve been making my life bad | |
So I traded in my cigarettes | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
So when they come | |
I can protect myself | |
From these demons | |
Haunting me like ghosts | |
Someone tell me | |
I' m dreaming | |
This all up in my head | |
Someone wake me up from my bed | |
Tell me this ain' t really happening | |
Gotta get tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
I ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now, baby | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do | |
Because, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now, baby | |
Ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no | |
Things are getting tough now | |
I gotta do what | |
I gotta do' | |
Cause, yeah, you know | |
Things are getting rough now | |
I ain' t got nothing left to lose, no, no, no, no |