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Def Cons
3479
Punk
Def Cons è stato pubblicato il 24 marzo 2023 da Regime Music Group come parte dell'album This is Crime Wave
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Data di uscita24 marzo 2023
EtichettaRegime Music Group
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM160

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Codefendants
Codefendants
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julio Ramos
Julio Ramos
Songwriter
Sam King
Sam King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fat Mike
Fat Mike
Producer
Chris Hesse
Chris Hesse
Recording Engineer
Scot Stewart
Scot Stewart
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Open this vein like an old, cold razor blade
Survival isn't pretty; it's flesh hanging off of fangs
Hard not to bite the hand when it's all that's left to eat
Strip the meat off every finger that's ever gotten close to me
Try to sniff some air before the plane crashes back down
There'll be hell to pay. The rates are low, hurry right now
You can always just shoot yourself in the face
Without problems, you never learn your lessons
Sometimes the struggle could bring answers to your questions
It's a long, cold road. Never let 'em break you
Rabbit foot on a keychain, fifth against my lips
Red and blue lights dance in the rearview
With the day's last cigarette
Been a thousand agonizing hours
Since I felt the weight of a full breath
Heavily self-medicated to forget we ever even met
It's a couple hundred miles to the pits of Cincinnati, Ohio
Wanna die in a cheap suit scared of heights
Driving high with my eyes closed
Baby, this is Babylon, tag long
Maybe we can sing some sad songs
And pretend there's nothing wrong, pretty clear we don't belong
Been defeated since I was teething
But I walked away from the beatings
Many days were spent paper chasing or wasting away
Our breathing to calm the demons
Found all I ever need. For some reason I'll keep on seeking
Never satisfied with anything in life
So, it's fight or flight until the day I die
Try to sniff some air before the plane crashes back down
(I promise you it will crash any second now)
There'll be hell to pay. The rates are low, hurry right now
(And hell is hot but life is cold, I'm going down)
You can always just shoot yourself in the face
Without problems, you never learn your lessons
Sometimes the struggle could bring answers to your questions
It's a long, cold road. Never let 'em break you
Keep going. Never let 'em break you
Written by: Fat Mike, Julio Ramos, Michael Burkett, Sam King
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