Video Musik
Video Musik
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Killmer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicolai Carrera
Songwriter
Brett Sparrey
Songwriter
Austin Garder
Songwriter
Lirik
Private islands and jets
Champagne in a tower
Taken from the hours
That just disappear
Tax evade, lobby
Stars are in their eyes
Always on the grind
Never on the their dime
Another six pack for the runner
Tell 'em ten times they're a goner
These margins are razor thin
Cuz you don't matter to them
Have ya punched down on your brother
Have ya sellin out your own mother
Follow bright lights through blurring lines
Walking disgraces
Swimming in commas
Piles on piles
As we watch from the bottom of the hill
From the bottom of the hill
It's right in front of me
(yeah) Stress is on the rise
Can't afford a child
On thoughts and prayers
(Hey) So, Feed 'em amanita
May their demons come to meet 'em
They'll never be the same, and that's a start
(Hey) So, Feed 'em amanita
May their demons come and eat 'em
Bury the day, and start anew
Walking disgraces
Swimming in commas
Piles on piles
As we watch from the bottom of the hill
From the bottom of the hill
Say that this is out of your hands
The other foot is dropping
Fucking disgraces
Swimming in commas
Piles on piles
As we watch from the bottom of the hill
From the bottom of the hill
Written by: Austin Garder, Brett Sparrey, Nicolai Carrera
