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Changing Perspectives
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Changing Perspectives fue lanzado el 27 de septiembre de 2024 por Aviary Bridge Records como parte del álbum Changing Perspectives - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento27 de septiembre de 2024
Sello discográficoAviary Bridge Records
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM72

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
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Bruno Abspoel
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Letra

You put the world in my name
Placed my head on these shoulder blades
Threw away the confusion
Passive-aggressively spewing my own heart
Do you care when I share what I spill?
Don't know why I'm faded
So this pain is barely, very real
I know I'm usually still
I wish I was a Ferris wheel
A trip around the universe
So I can learn just how to feel
Wrong step
I wasn't where I was supposed to
I am as blissful as ignorance
And a gun in its holster
A face on a poster
A chase when you're closer
A million to Oprah
A carpet and sofa
The river to ocean is nothing
No matter the height, it's still nothing
I often regress my bad habits to feel something
The better man I get
Hear 'em calling, still humming
Na na na
In the cup, there is real loving
I jump headfirst
Fingers crossed in excursion—
No cost, no burden
Just quiet and no hurting, yeah
I'm still broke, till I'm not
Till I'm everything and anything you'd ever want
Till I'm verified
Trophy prize, golden-eyed
Till my outfit costs a hundred thousand
Shift the balance
When I'm rich, want to
Leave us be
I'll come right back when it's all over
Winter breeze is almost here
It's getting closer to my face
I'm still bleeding
Patch me up before I'm over, yeah, yeah
Lift me high to see myself
I must get closer
Closer till I'm passing planes
Clouds the only thing that hang
Sailing with no destination
Loud until I hear the bang
Wrong step
I'm falling harder than ever
My homies think I got better
The many tales that I sell 'em
Gave ya an ounce
Cut it with laughing
Dabbing and randomly popping out
Craving these few appearances
Snatching me out the house
Keeping my shadows hidden
And battles within the mouth
Written by: Armstrong Tanyi Orock, Bruno Abspoel, Olivier Bijland
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