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ダンサビリティ
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エネルギー
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BPM107
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Portraits Of Tracy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tracy Geneviève Amare
Songwriter
歌詞
[Intro]
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before
[Verse 1]
Truth is, a **** feeling straight confused and
Lost in this infinite world with endless shootings
Video cameras flash, capturing movements
Something is bound in my soul, I never lose it
The way I feel when I stare up at these packed crowds
Feel like a stone, rolling, just paint it black now
Though I always been the type to fucking act out
I been wishing that my mind was like the glass now
Empty promises came, shoutout to NRA
**** who had the best ways, buried like every day
Man, this planet got a lot of fucking green
But this red almost turned me into Wiz, at least recently
Like Aeternum, just keep the shit real
I'm just being me, so you gonna know how I feel
Marvin never knew, so what the fuck is going on?
Searching, but I keep on finding bottles of Patrón
But let me get this last shot, ****, then I'm gone
Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road
Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone
Massacre these ****'s mindsets, stone cold
Let me get this last shot, ****, yeah, I'm gone
Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road
Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone
Massacre these ****'s mindsets, stone cold
[Bridge]
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One, two, three, go
[Bridge]
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
One more drink before I go
[Verse 2]
I know I'm really not the type to cross lines
But I be catching all the blues at the same time
It ain't addiction, it just make me feel indifferent
See you on your timeline, ya' family think your ass a reverend
The thing that hurt a little, is you never really tried
Heart turning brittle, overthink, it's all inside
The ones supposed to have my back, lost like a tide
Quick flash, innocence was really gone from these eyes
Crying eyes out, hanging belts up, fathom
Could I die now? Suicide notes, albums
Caught in the closet, with my head up to the fucking barrel
Let it all go, a squeeze away from staining all apparel
I know they all saw the pain up in my fucking face
They called me crazy and they all started to walk away
They gave me cold shoulders, like I told 'em I was gay
I'm sure you know, but **** it's this word I gotta say
[Verse 3]
F is for all the fucking times eyes cried
A is for all the animosity inside
M is for the miseries them **** made me hide
I is the thing they wanted my ass to deprive
L is for all the damn times that I'd lie
Y is the thing I ask, when I look to the sky
How can I believe in God, when I know I'll fry?
How you call you call yourself a saint when you never tried?
When the leaves of the trees wanted me to follow tide
When I said, "No," first time, they thought I'd rot
Took my own path, it was such a wild ride
Lost in this bottle, washed up in this mind
I'll admit it, straight addiction, almost went blind
Somethin' missing, certain pictures I can't ever find
Pain and all the grieving, made my ass wanna die
I'ma keep it real, some of the family is why
[PreChorus]
Oh, running up that hill, oh, Kate
Running
My eyes have bled a thousand tears
And I'm taking them back
Oh
[Chorus]
Some things move so slowly
We can't focus, motions, yo, me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh, it's hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?
[Verse 4]
As the strings paint, I seem stuck up in a replay
Graduation day, claiming nothin' be the same
I faded out without a glimpse, soul no remain
I ran away from the party, the very same day
It felt like bottles of 'Cardi, the mood to celebrate
Seventeen and sad, I think they thought my ass was celibate
They looked up at me funny, gave me such a strange face
When my nose felt like running, yeah, I heard them **** say
Fake fucks, fake smiles, yeah
Feeling fucking stupid in this cap and gown here
Family loved to crack the jokes and put me down, damn
Just let home be any place, please not here!
When I called up the cab, I thought I left it all behind
Took it to the floor, almost lost my mind
Whole fucking time, I kicked rocks, lost dimes
Someone tell me please, you relate to these lines
[Chorus]
Some things move so slowly
We can't focus, motions, yo, me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh, it's hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?
[Chorus]
Some things move so slowly
We can't focus, motions, yo, me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh, it's hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?
[Outro]
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Why drift back? Why drift back?
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Written by: Tracy Geneviève Amare
