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Getaway
Hip-Hop/Rap
Getaway wurde am 28. April 2022 von LPZ CREW als Teil des Albums Fentanyl - Single veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum28. April 2022
LabelLPZ CREW
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM70

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Abresch
Robin Abresch
Songwriter

Songtexte

Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
No point sticking this thing in reverse
Goal is finding my destiny first
I know water can't quench all my thirst
This is something I've never rehearsed
I won't be lifting this curse
I'm not saying a thing with my words
I would give you my very last shirt
Can't stand anyone else to be hurt
Don't want your money, your credit your capital
Finding your worth in a world so insatiable
Wanting to find something fun that is practical
Otherwise, I won't be anything valuable
Blame your society, follow them aimlessly
Everything's evil, you can't see behind the scenes
No notoriety, full of anxiety
Go build your business and make shit proprietary
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
Future me, kiss my ass
I just spent all my cash on grass
Gotta go live the best day of my life
Burnin' it up and the rest I'll pass
Heart of glass, no contrast
Livin' in excess, smoke en masse
Pretendin' that everything here is alright
Burning through money by flying first class
Don't want your money, your credit your capital
Finding your worth in a world so insatiable
Wanting to find something fun that is practical
Otherwise, I won't be anything valuable
Blame your society, follow them aimlessly
Everything's evil, you can't see behind the scenes
No notoriety, full of anxiety
Go build your business and make shit proprietary
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
Written by: Robin Abresch
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