歌曲 | Infectious (feat. Buck 65) |
歌手 | KRISTOFF KRANE |
专辑 | fanfaronade |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Kristoff Krane verse] | |
In with the new me | |
Out with the old me | |
Before you say you knew me | |
You should get to know me | |
Hold me in the palm of your hand | |
Watch me flow between your fingers | |
Like a river through the land | |
Snakes slither in the sand | |
You told me who I was | |
In hopes that I'd become | |
What you wanted me to be | |
But I know who I am | |
And I know what I've done | |
So the brackets you've assigned get bent, gone free at | |
No charge if you pay attention to the blood around the scar | |
That spells out imperfection and | |
Don't think that your shit don't stink | |
You're barely afloat and your ship's gonna sink | |
Not that I want you to drown (drown) | |
But you've been talking to the clouds too much | |
Claiming you can walk across the sea | |
But you're not grounded enough to get aroused when we touch | |
Teeth to the sky | |
Baby don't cry | |
If you remain silent | |
Mama's gonna be | |
What she set out to be before she dies | |
The sun will sleep deep inside the peace | |
Behind her eyes | |
You better learn how to invest in | |
A message that sparks interest (interest) | |
Because enless a connection is made | |
Theres no need to pump anymore fuel into your engine. | |
[[hook]] | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twisted | |
You wouldn't let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
(cycle) | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner's made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. | |
[Buck 65 verse] | |
[[hook]] | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twist it | |
You wouldn't let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
(cycle) | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner's made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. |
Kristoff Krane verse | |
In with the new me | |
Out with the old me | |
Before you say you knew me | |
You should get to know me | |
Hold me in the palm of your hand | |
Watch me flow between your fingers | |
Like a river through the land | |
Snakes slither in the sand | |
You told me who I was | |
In hopes that I' d become | |
What you wanted me to be | |
But I know who I am | |
And I know what I' ve done | |
So the brackets you' ve assigned get bent, gone free at | |
No charge if you pay attention to the blood around the scar | |
That spells out imperfection and | |
Don' t think that your shit don' t stink | |
You' re barely afloat and your ship' s gonna sink | |
Not that I want you to drown drown | |
But you' ve been talking to the clouds too much | |
Claiming you can walk across the sea | |
But you' re not grounded enough to get aroused when we touch | |
Teeth to the sky | |
Baby don' t cry | |
If you remain silent | |
Mama' s gonna be | |
What she set out to be before she dies | |
The sun will sleep deep inside the peace | |
Behind her eyes | |
You better learn how to invest in | |
A message that sparks interest interest | |
Because enless a connection is made | |
Theres no need to pump anymore fuel into your engine. | |
hook | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twisted | |
You wouldn' t let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
cycle | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner' s made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. | |
Buck 65 verse | |
hook | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twist it | |
You wouldn' t let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
cycle | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner' s made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. |
Kristoff Krane verse | |
In with the new me | |
Out with the old me | |
Before you say you knew me | |
You should get to know me | |
Hold me in the palm of your hand | |
Watch me flow between your fingers | |
Like a river through the land | |
Snakes slither in the sand | |
You told me who I was | |
In hopes that I' d become | |
What you wanted me to be | |
But I know who I am | |
And I know what I' ve done | |
So the brackets you' ve assigned get bent, gone free at | |
No charge if you pay attention to the blood around the scar | |
That spells out imperfection and | |
Don' t think that your shit don' t stink | |
You' re barely afloat and your ship' s gonna sink | |
Not that I want you to drown drown | |
But you' ve been talking to the clouds too much | |
Claiming you can walk across the sea | |
But you' re not grounded enough to get aroused when we touch | |
Teeth to the sky | |
Baby don' t cry | |
If you remain silent | |
Mama' s gonna be | |
What she set out to be before she dies | |
The sun will sleep deep inside the peace | |
Behind her eyes | |
You better learn how to invest in | |
A message that sparks interest interest | |
Because enless a connection is made | |
Theres no need to pump anymore fuel into your engine. | |
hook | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twisted | |
You wouldn' t let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
cycle | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner' s made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. | |
Buck 65 verse | |
hook | |
This is infectious | |
This is the moment that you twist it | |
You wouldn' t let it unwind itself | |
So it fell into a vicious cycle | |
cycle | |
Apply the pressure on the cut | |
The prisoner' s made up their minds | |
They make their own bed and lay forever in the mud. |