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Bleed
1.847
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bleed κυκλοφόρησε στις 8 Ιουνίου 2022 από Good Problems ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Our Bones Are Artifacts
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Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας8 Ιουνίου 2022
ΕτικέταGood Problems
LanguageEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM139

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gao the Arsonist
Gao the Arsonist
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Othneil Gayle
Othneil Gayle
Songwriter

Στίχοι

You're worthless
Baby you ain't smiling
Have you tried typing 'til the blisters on your fingertips
Burst
Napalm to asylum
Barren wombs are cut out of the stomachs
Don't mix living up with worth
I was up grinding, you were busy finding love
Don't have time for crying during business hours
You wasting seconds just to waste away
You wasting seconds just to waste away
Dizzy 'til I'm sickened to my stomach by the cityscape
Yeah I feel important toiling overtime for pity pay
**** are just slipping off of buildings for a quick escape
Don't worry 'bout the worry lines and bullet holes in pretty face
Dizzy 'til I'm sickened to my stomach by the cityscape
Yeah I feel important toiling overtimе for pity pay
So what you slipping in and out of consciousness? You still awake
Bleed until your spirit breaks
Bleed until your spirit brеaks
Prove you have use to the man
What you do to earn the food in your hand?
Thought you knew that your human value is
Rooted in what you produce for demand
Don't I look cute in a casket?
Jewel-studded tombs in the sand
The blood that I drew's for the bank
Yeah the blood that I drew's for the bank
You should follow suit and buy a suit and tie
Who knew office cubicles were so well suited for a suicide?
Haven't shut my eyes in over three days
And it feels great
Feels great
Dizzy 'til I'm sickened to my stomach by the cityscape
Yeah I feel important toiling overtime for pity pay
**** are just slipping off of buildings for a quick escape
Don't worry 'bout the worry lines and bullet holes in pretty face
Dizzy 'til I'm sickened to my stomach by the cityscape
Yeah I feel important toiling overtime for pity pay
So what you slipping in and out of consciousness? You still awake
Bleed until your spirit breaks
(The day unused is lost)
Oh my, oh well
Is this all I am?
Oh my, oh well
Oh my oh well
Oh my, oh well
Is this all I am?
Oh my, oh well
Oh my
Written by: Othneil Gayle
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