ミュージックビデオ

特集

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rare Americans
Rare Americans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lubomir Ivan
Lubomir Ivan
Songwriter
Jared Priestner
Jared Priestner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Chiccarelli
Joe Chiccarelli
Producer

歌詞

I thought my hands were making moves But the lands and the grooves Unequivocally prove the truth How did I get so confused My path, totally askew Tapped the karma bank til I overdrew Could have been so much more shrewd With my moves and eschewed The fast buck, the too good to be true Thought I was just paying dues Next thing I know, interviewed Now stuck in a life sentence queue Raged up, caged up, in an screw loose zoo And all l view is bad news crews Face tattooed and gunning for you Got lost, clowder, group of cats Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats Numbers matter, we're all stats Cats, dogs Cats, dogs, and rats Cats, dogs Cats, dogs, and rats (Just pining) second chance at the life I blew (Just whining) about the permanent concrete view (Just lining) up for the institution stew My kid grew up, "no pops" tattoo Weight, can't pay back I O U Daily praying, life was peek-a-boos Story time with Winnie the pooh Right through to a big debut, for you But I don't know a thing about you Nothing about you Could be living like your old man Testing the avenue But I don't have a fucking clue No I don't have a fucking clue Got lost, clowder, group of cats Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats Numbers matter, we're all stats Cats, dogs Cats, dogs, and rats Cats, dogs Cats, dogs, and rats Cats, dogs Cats, dogs, and rats
Writer(s): James Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Jared Priestner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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