Run
36,079
힙합/랩
Run은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2015년 6월 1일일에 Universal Music Australia Pty. Ltd.에서 발매되었습니다.Strange New Past
멜로디에 강한 음악
잘 정의된 음악 패턴에 따른 명확하고 기억에 남는 멜로디를 갖춘 곡입니다. 이 척도가 높은 곡은 일반적으로 연주나 보컬 라인이 명확하고 기억에 남는 것이 특징입니다.
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
곡이 전자 음악이나 디지털 합성 음악이 아닌 어쿠스틱 악기(예: 피아노, 기타, 바이올린, 드럼, 색소폰)를 얼마나 많이 사용하는지를 나타내는 척도입니다.
발랑스
곡의 화성과 리듬 요소를 통해 전달되는 음악적 긍정성 또는 감정적 톤입니다. 높은 쾌감은 행복, 흥분, 희열의 감정에 해당하며, 낮은 쾌감은 슬픔, 분노, 우울과 연관됩니다.
춤추기 좋은 음악
템포의 안정성, 리듬 패턴, 비트 강조 등 여러 요인의 조합을 통해 곡이 춤추기에 얼마나 적합한지 정하는 척도입니다. '춤추기 좋은' 곡의 특징은 일정한 템포, 반복적인 음악 구조, 강한 다운비트입니다.
에너지
트랙의 강렬함은 템포, 역동성, 음악적 밀도에 영향을 받을 수 있습니다. 에너지가 높은 곡은 강렬한 리듬과 풍부한 악기 편곡으로 구성되는 반면, 에너지가 낮은 곡은 음악적으로 간결하고 느린 템포가 특징일 수 있습니다.
BPM87
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Seth Sentry
보컬
Carl Dimitaga
기타
Rudy Sandapa
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Kaelyn Behr
작곡가
Rudy Sandapa
작곡가
Seth Marton
작곡가
Nic Martin
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Kaelyn Behr
프로듀서
Phil Threlfall
엔지니어
Chris Athens
마스터링 엔지니어
가사
[Verse 1]
I used to think that the whole town was against us
Punching through hedges and jumping over fences
A couple cops on our tails, sweatin' and gettin' breathless
Yelling out threats to us
You little fuckers, we'll get ya's
[Verse 2]
Man, just for skatin' some ledges
And plus, we used to rack a bunch of stuff in 98
Jackets with 100 pockets full of chocolates
Looking like a human piñata stumbled out of the IGA
Grew up by the beach, face planting on skate ramps
And laughing at tourists using spray cans of fake tan as if they hate sand
Just a bunch of vague little vagrants
In a cultural wasteland with a boner tucked in my waist band
[Verse 3]
And those cops are still chasing us
Eight of us laughing while they fell further behind
Kinda dangerous when you have a school bag full of paraphernalia
And a good behavior bond, so motherfucker, the chase is on
[Verse 4]
I'm sorry but it's not my fault
There's something inside me that I can't let go
No, I just can't let go
But you don't know, don't know
And I just wanna run
But you don't know, don't, don't
And I just wanna run
[Verse 5]
Yo, last night I found a job site
That had enough ply to make a half pipe
So while the tradesmen were starting bar fights
And smashing glass pints
We were climbing barbed wire fences under floodlights
[Verse 6]
Hey, man, I wonder if that dog bites
I bet your brand new pants that it just might
Yo, fuck the ramp, let's steal another slab of Hahn Ice
So I'll go around the back while you distract the bottle shop guy
[Verse 7]
Warm weather meant sweet waves and beach babes
In winter, everything changed, so we became creative teenagers
Pouring bong water through a tea strainer
Seemed a waste to roll the weeks wages into three papers
And we seem baked even without the weed vapors
Like the breeze changes
We were blazin' and just freeze framed us street skaters
Cliché dreams of maybe being famous
Knees grazed 'cause all these streets are paved with
Fucking cheese graters
[Verse 8]
It's been so long since the police chased us
Feel like going out and doing somethin' that seems dangerous
I miss doing the wrong thing and giving false names
When the cops came and drew bats like Bob Kane, run
[Verse 9]
I'm sorry but it's not my fault
There's something inside me that I can't let go
No, I just can't let go
But you don't know, don't know
And I just wanna run
But you don't know, no, you don't, don't
[Verse 10]
I'm still there in the back of my head
Little kid telling you to shut up, shut up
Yeah, I'm still there in the back of my head
Hear the, gotta run on
I'm still there in the back of my head
Little kid telling you to shut up, shut up
Yeah, I'm still there in the back of my head
Hear the, gotta run on
[Verse 11]
I used to think that the whole town was against us
On second thoughts, maybe we were just against the town
An environment that was pretty good for a childhood
And retirement providing that silence, you get the fuck out
[Verse 12]
There's a bunch of Frankenstein's up on the Frankston line
Dead folks scratching their neck bolts
It's not their fault 'cause they were just never given chances
Zombies in button up FILA pants doing the Thriller dance
[Verse 13]
It's been a long time since Frankston was on a postcard
Most of the kids I know from the Peninsula stayed
But if you don't have a trade then everything is just so hard
Your last words are Rosebud like Citizen Kane
[Verse 14]
Man, it all feels like it was yesterday
I miss doing dumb shit and trying to get away
So when you see me running from the cops and getting tased
I ain't crying, I'm smiling through a face full of pepper spray (Run)
[Verse 15]
I'm sorry but it's not my fault
There's something inside me that I can't let go
No, I just can't let go
[Verse 16]
I'm still there in the back of my head
Little kid telling you to shut up, shut up
Yeah, I'm still there in the back of my head
Hear the, gotta run on
And I just wanna run
Written by: Kaelyn Behr, Nic Martin, Rudy Sabdapa, Seth Marton

