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Float
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Float은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 1월 16일일에 U Don't Deserve This Beautiful Art에서 발매되었습니다.Rust Belt
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앨범Rust Belt
발매일2026년 1월 16일
라벨U Don't Deserve This Beautiful Art
LanguageEnglish
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM129

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Joel Edward Carter
Joel Edward Carter
Joey Troupe
Joey Troupe
기타
JP Pitt
JP Pitt
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Eliy Orcko
Eliy Orcko
작사가 겸 작곡가
Justin Scott Pitkavish
Justin Scott Pitkavish
작사가 겸 작곡가
Joel Edward Carter
Joel Edward Carter
작사가 겸 작곡가
Dan Keech
Dan Keech
작사가 겸 작곡가
Zachary Cain
Zachary Cain
작사가 겸 작곡가
Joey Troupe
Joey Troupe
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
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q no rap name
프로듀서
JP Pitt
JP Pitt
믹싱 엔지니어
Matt Very
Matt Very
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

Sometimes I want to climb out my open window
But I can't recall if I learned to fly
I miss when everything was so simple
Would I take back everything in my life
Let my soul float
Hey, Hey, Yeah
Float
Hop off the porch, I'm back off the wagon again
Hop off the porch, I'm back off the wagon again
Hop off the porch, I'm back off the wagon again
Hop off the porch, I'm back off the wagon again
I only came here to claim my winnings
Well, after this I'm going home
Another day that isn't different
What stays the same is what I know
So I let my soul float
Hey, Hey, Yeah
Float
A falling bomb is a calling card
A smiley face in a holocaust
I saw the skeleton of my friend
Came down from the mountaintop
I don't know but they sure shout a lot
At least there's comfort in the end
I can hear the snap, crackle, pop
Like pop rocks and the soda pop
The sounds I hear when I go to bed
But now the flames are raining down
There's nobody to save me now
Maybe it's for the best if I end up dead
Hopped off the porch now I'm back on the wagon, my ass is still dragging from riding all night
Carrying trauma I wouldn't wish on you, put kush in a Palma to lighten the strife
Tryna keep balanced like riding a bike, but my life ain't ever had training wheels
Scrapes and scars made us who we are but whys everyday feels like training still? hmm?
Gun on my hip, shoot at these devils then give 'em the slip, hmm
Feeling hopeless as shit, they bombing our homes for show then dip, hmm
That's the coldest of shit like mammoth droppings in the permafrost
The punk motherfuckers that's hunting my brothers the same ones that wear hoods to burn a cross
I'm Googling how much a burner costs and copping some boxes of ammo
This life ain't a beach but there's shells on the ground, see blood on the leaves and the sand though
Fuck their peace, choose violence. They pluck the strings like violins
Loud and proud for killers and clowns but when shit goes down they silent
Hopped off the porch, now I'm back off the wagon again
Read em' and weep, reap what you sow
If it ain't even we leave it alone
Hopped off the porch, now I'm back off the wagon again
That's from the heart deep in the soul
Never go under we keep it a float
Hopped off the porch, now I'm back off the wagon again
Read em' and weep, reap what you sow
If it ain't even we leave it alone
Hopped off the porch, now I'm back off the wagon again
That's from the heart deep in the soul
Never go under we keep it a float
Written by: Dan Keech, Eliy Orcko, Joel Edward Carter, Joey Troupe, Justin Scott Pitkavish, Zachary Cain
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