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Routine
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Routineは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年3月25日にThe Limit Ltd.によりリリースされましたRoutine - Single
アルバムRoutine - Single
2026年3月25日
レーベルThe Limit Ltd.
言語English
BPM88
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー

歌詞

Gotta let go of my old ways
Can't keep reminiscing 'bout the old days
Staring in the mirror with a cold gaze
Tryna find a way outta the maze
Can't you see I'm out here tryna build somethin'
You talk and you talk but you don't say nothin'
If you don't show love when I'm on day one
Don't expect no flowers when it's day one, hunnid
Stopped playing like I paused a video
Makin' bangers back to back like Kojima, Hideo
I wanna do, yeah I really do
Everything I can to feel something really new
Stop a minute, gotta look at my digits
I ain't got a lotta them, but I got the spirit
Stop a minute, gotta chase my digits
God I hope I get 'em 'fore I reach my limit
I go and get it on the weekly
Then I'm on a train into the city, goin' quickly
Tryna find a place to get drunk, really cheaply
Do it all again every week, routinely
Do it all again till I black out
I can't find my way home gotta get my map out
On the other side of town, man I'm boutta crash out
Homie on the sidewalk, think he boutta pass out
Gotta let go of my old ways
Can't keep reminiscing 'bout the old days
Staring in the mirror with a cold gaze
Tryna find a way outta the maze
Can't you see I'm out here tryna build somethin'
You talk and you talk but you don't say nothin'
If you don't show love when I'm on day one
Don't expect no flowers when it's day one, hunnid
Fuckin' up my brain with all this alcohol
But I need it for my nerves to act natural
And it makes these lines from my brain extractable
So I guess my brain cells are just collateral
Old friend wanna talk about back then
Mothafucka think that I don't know that he's the cap man
Mothafucka think that I don't know that he's lying
Put that shit on mute, don't got no time for all that crying
I go and get it on the weekly
Then I'm on a train into the city, goin' quickly
Tryna find a place to get drunk, really cheaply
Do it all again every week, routinely
Do it all again till I black out
I can't find my way home gotta get my map out
On the other side of town, man I'm boutta crash out
Homie on the sidewalk, think he boutta pass out
Gotta let go of my old ways
Can't keep reminiscing 'bout the old days
Staring in the mirror with a cold gaze
Tryna find a way outta the maze
Can't you see I'm out here tryna build somethin'
You talk and you talk but you don't say nothin'
If you don't show love when I'm on day one
Don't expect no flowers when it's day one, hunnid
Written by: Balázs Ács, Levente András Füzér, Márton Zsolt Kassai
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