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Getaway
Hip-Hop/Rap
Getaway è stato pubblicato il 28 aprile 2022 da LPZ CREW come parte dell'album Fentanyl - Single
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Data di uscita28 aprile 2022
EtichettaLPZ CREW
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Video musicale

Video musicale

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Abresch
Robin Abresch
Songwriter

Testi

Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
No point sticking this thing in reverse
Goal is finding my destiny first
I know water can't quench all my thirst
This is something I've never rehearsed
I won't be lifting this curse
I'm not saying a thing with my words
I would give you my very last shirt
Can't stand anyone else to be hurt
Don't want your money, your credit your capital
Finding your worth in a world so insatiable
Wanting to find something fun that is practical
Otherwise, I won't be anything valuable
Blame your society, follow them aimlessly
Everything's evil, you can't see behind the scenes
No notoriety, full of anxiety
Go build your business and make shit proprietary
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
Future me, kiss my ass
I just spent all my cash on grass
Gotta go live the best day of my life
Burnin' it up and the rest I'll pass
Heart of glass, no contrast
Livin' in excess, smoke en masse
Pretendin' that everything here is alright
Burning through money by flying first class
Don't want your money, your credit your capital
Finding your worth in a world so insatiable
Wanting to find something fun that is practical
Otherwise, I won't be anything valuable
Blame your society, follow them aimlessly
Everything's evil, you can't see behind the scenes
No notoriety, full of anxiety
Go build your business and make shit proprietary
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
I just feel alone
Isolated cold
I ain't got no soul
What'chu waitin' for, I feel I got it coming
Click, no moves left
Gas in my Getaway
I don't see the sun
Gotta run on the interstate
Stuck away from home
Left my life alone
Trying to move on
On the move and yet I only managed running
Written by: Robin Abresch
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