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作曲 : Cass Lowe/James David/Oliver Dickinson/Chancelor J Bennett |
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作词 : Cass Lowe/James David/Oliver Dickinson/Chancelor J Bennett |
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We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals |
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Sure I get lonely, when I'm the only |
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Only human in the heaving heat of the animals |
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Bit of brown salt, stinging on my tongue and I |
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I will not waver, I will not wait its turn |
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It will beat, it will burn, burn, burn your love into the ground |
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With the lips of another |
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'Til you get lonely, sure I get lonely, sometimes |
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All my friends are wasted |
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And I hate this club |
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Man I drink too much |
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Another Friday night I wasted |
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My eyes are black and red |
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I'm crawling back to you babe |
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I hit the bar |
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Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic took the car |
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We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr |
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Crash on the floor, catch the ZZZ's |
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Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand |
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But I done seen how the drugs did my main man |
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The nights you won't remember |
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Are the nights you won't remember |
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I'll be gone 'till November |
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on my city come December |
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Dreams are made for cages nigga |
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Lions are for real nigga |
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Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills nigga |
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Friday's awful chill and I just came to catch a re- |
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I just had to rest in peace the recipe |
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The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan |
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If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying |
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Hope you hear what I'm saying |
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All my friends are wasted |
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And I hate this club |
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Man I drink too much |
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Another Friday night I wasted |
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My eyes are black and red |
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I'm crawling back to you babe |
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Don't even know me |
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Sure I get lonely some nights |
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When the angels on my shoulder |
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Slump my head |
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I'm stuck here with the vultures |
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Hissing and circling |
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You didn't call me, call me, call me, call me |
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I'm crawling, crawling, crawling back to you |
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All my friends are wasted |
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And I hate this club |
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Man I drink too much |
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Another Friday night I wasted |
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My eyes are black and red |
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I'm crawling back to you babe |
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All my friends are wasted |
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And I hate this club |
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Man I drink too much |
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Another Friday night I wasted |
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My eyes are black and red |
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I'm crawling back to you babe |