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help
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Hip-Hop/Rap
help est sorti le 28 octobre 2022 par Masked Records/Warner Records dans le cadre de l'album PULLBACK
album cover
Date de sortie28 octobre 2022
LabelMasked Records/Warner Records
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM89

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
WHOKILLEDXIX
WHOKILLEDXIX
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alex Calderon
Alex Calderon
Paroles/Composition
Kareem Patterson
Kareem Patterson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
WHOKILLEDXIX
WHOKILLEDXIX
Production
Karm the Tool
Karm the Tool
Ingénierie de mastérisation, Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

(B-b-boxcutters)
I wanna fuck love, I wanna love, fuck
I want you breathing on my shoulder while I cut up
I wanna wake up in the morning feeling numb
With a hole in my lung
And the smoke from a gun and a blunt
This road, shit pouring out
Won't try to catch out of my blood, my chest is pouring out
My heart is throwing
Still, I hate being alone
I'm antisocial inside on my soul, lo-lo-lone
I'm antisocial inside on my soul
At this point, the whole room is getting muggy
As I proceed to let the puff all out my body
If I don't sleep in today, I'ma puff it
I'm by myself, they caught me face down in a coffin
I was dead while I was walking (but I still had it on me)
And these bitches want my story (okay, what is there to talk?)
I was running out of patience (patience to cut)
And I know that y'all gon' hate this so (hate me, so what?)
I need to save myself
No one's gon' do it for me
I won't say I need help, stupid lonely
I don't care for my health
I can admit that the problem is
I need to save my soul
Time is not waiting for me
And my bones grow old they just stole me
And my heart turns cold
Your eyes don't seem to, but never leave
There's a gun beside a preacher and a bible in his hand
As he claims he means no harm, he seems wolf like in sheep skin
His eyes remind me of a fox, I can tell he don't mean well
It's hard to preach about this truth when time can only tell
I hope this song ruins everybody's summer
I hope it turns into a motherfucking bummer
I hope you turn your car wrong and burn rubber
Fly out the window of that dumb ass hummer
I hope you all have a horrible year
I hope you lose someone you hold dear
I hope you can't sleep 'cause of constant fear
I hope you do drugs, and you don't see clear
I need to save myself
No one's gon' do it for me
I won't say I need help, stupid lonely
I don't care for my health
I can admit that the problem is
I need to save my soul
Time is not waiting for me
And my bones grow old, they just stole me
And my heart turns cold
Your eyes don't seem to, but never leave
I need to save myself
No one's gon' do it for me
I won't say I need help, stupid lonely
I don't care for my health
I can admit that the problem is
I need to save my soul
Time is not waiting for me
And my bones grow old, they just stole me
And my heart turns cold
Your eyes don't seem to, but never leave
Written by: Alex Calderon, Kareem Patterson
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