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Mirrors
15.159
Auf Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mirrors wurde am 23. März 2018 von Getting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ als Teil des Albums Glitter - EP veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum23. März 2018
LabelGetting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
070 Shake
070 Shake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danielle Balbuena
Danielle Balbuena
Composer
Ian Hackney
Ian Hackney
Composer
Ronjae England
Ronjae England
Composer
Juan Sebastian Brito
Juan Sebastian Brito
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Kompetition
The Kompetition
Producer
Razsy Beats
Razsy Beats
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Billy Hall
Billy Hall
Recording Engineer

Songtexte

I break the mirrors into pieces
I break the mirrors into pieces
I just can't escape from the demons
I think I gotta end them
Yeah, I think I gotta end them all
Ah-ah, all (A, B)
I think I gotta end them all
Ah-ah, all
Hey, hey, hey, love is stallin'
Hey, everything drama, I don't wanna hear the gossip
Tell me how to live, please quit all the talkin'
Puta tu madre, así no me hable'
I just got your girl in my recents
I don't got the energy to even read it
You can take it or you can leave it
Or you can leave it (Oh, hey)
I pop white, blue, yellow, all for a reason
Six a.m., toss and turn, I still can't sleep
Oh, I don't really give a care 'bout what you think
(I pout thing)
I break the mirrors into pieces (Huh)
I break the mirrors into pieces
I just can't escape from the demons
I think I gotta end them
Yeah, I think I gotta end them all
Ah-ah, all (A, B)
I think I gotta end them all
Ah-ah, all
Hey, Mary, Eve and the Xanny fam fucked it up for me, huh
Sorry dummy, honeys are the reasons for the money, ah
You're runnin' bunny, bunny, bunny, can't hide from me
From me
From me, yeah
I was on Melrose rollin' with my guys
Spray paint 070 on the West Side
I was feelin' good, spent a couple hundred on Prada
Want my diamonds to dance better than my saucer
Uh, and I feel like
I don't even love anything anymore
I can't even look in the mirror anymore
I'm breakin' into pieces
(I'm breakin' into pieces)
And I feel like I can't even love right now anymore
And now everything I dreamed of
Is escapin' my mind, and now I just want to be old
And I can't really see you
(I can't really see you)
I know you dressed up for me tonight
But I just can't see you
I know you did your makeup all for me tonight
And you look so good, but I can't even see you
'Cause I can't even see myself
And I can't even see my
In-in myself
So how am I gon' see you?
Yeah, oh
But I, I got some reasons
I don't got four, five, six, baby
I got seven reasons, I got seven reasons
I got seven reasons
I don't got four, five, six
I got seven reasons
I don't got four, five, six
I got seven reasons
I don't got four, five, six
I got seven reasons
I don't got four, five, six
Mary, Eve and the Xanny fam fucked it up for me
Sorry dummy, honeys are the reasons for the money
M-m-m-m-money
Written by: Danielle Balbuena, Ian Hackney, Juan Sebastian Brito, Ronjae England
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