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Humanoid
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Humanoid fue lanzado el 25 de abril de 2025 por Guardian Demon como parte del álbum At the Humanoid Motel - EP
25 de abril de 2025
Sello discográficoGuardian Demon
IdiomaEnglish
BPM95
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Without tasting the pain
Go fill your bowl with cereal
Don't know who harvests the grain
Well you get seven years of plenty
With your Gucci and Fenty
Til you go down, down, down
Oh everyone wants the vision
To show them the way
You feel contented by the content
They IV to your brain
Find escape in every story
So fresh, so boring
Scrolling down, down, down
I had a dream
I was a human being
But then I woke up
Running
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
Oh everyone wants the flavor
With the newness that lasts
Chew your gum that's never done
Then throw yourself in the trash
You get seven years of power
Best savor each hour
Til you go down, down, go down
Oh everyone wants their comfort
In a single use glass
But outsourcing your salvation
Ain't erasing your past
When you wake up
In your make up
There's no saving your ass
Til you go down, down, down
I had a dream
I was a human being
But then I woke up
Running
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
I don't know which way to stand!
Woah-oh-oh! Tell me which way to stand?
Woah-oh-oh! Woah-oh-oh-oh! No!
I had a dream
I was a human being
But then I woke up!
And I was
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running
Oh!
I'm just a Humanoid
Paranoid for the future
Every day apocalypse
I caught a sick
Sense of humor
The Taj Mahal
In the palm of my hand
Left me bored, insecure
Unsure of which way to stand
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Oh everyone wants the pleasure
Written by: Hayden Accola, Michael Hanna, Sammy Dolgin, Scott Tentinger
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