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Anna
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Utwór Anna został wydany 1 stycznia 2009 przez Spicy Disc jako część albumu Tales
album cover
AlbumTales
Data wydania1 stycznia 2009
WytwórniaSpicy Disc
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM64

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Funky Wah Wah
Funky Wah Wah
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Funky Wah Wah
Funky Wah Wah
Songwriter
Sarawut Chinnapasaen
Sarawut Chinnapasaen
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sarawut Chinnapasaen
Sarawut Chinnapasaen
Producer

Tekst Utworu

There's a phone call ringin'
So I just pick the phone up
A strange number is showin'
But I don't give a fuck
"Hello, SickaBlo speakin'"
Who is this? Who is this? Who is this? Who is this?
No one speaks, this guy just hang the phone up
And then I just woke up
It must be a dream, there's a girl right next to me
Who is this? Where am I?
Holy shit, so I'm fine, I had sex just last night
So I try to wake her up but then
She's bleeding through her ears, nose and hand
What to do? I clean the room
Clear it all my fingerprint
Pick up my stuff and boom, boom
I rush off with nowhere to run
I rush off but nowhere to run
I can run, but I can't hide
Though I close my eyes
She really dies, she really dies
I rush off with nowhere to run
I rush off with nowhere to run
I can run, but I can't hide
From the fact that she dies
I might be called a killer
But I didn't kill her
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?
Hurry my ass home, hope all will be gone
Try to remember what happened last night
I went out partying, no worrying
That this girl, shit, it will be your last night
But now, it's all all messed up
I should clean myself and rest up
Pray that no one finds out, no
I have to clear my mind, so so
I rush off with nowhere to run
I rush off but nowhere to run
I can run, but I can't hide
Though I close my eyes
She really dies, she really dies
I rush off with nowhere to run
I rush off with nowhere to run
I can run, but I can't hide
From the fact that she dies
I might be called a killer
But I didn't kill her
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
It's hauntin' me, it's hauntin' me right now
What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?
I try to clear my mind so I pick up the phone
Trying to call my friends, I don't wanna be alone
But wait, shit, this phone ain't mine
I pick the wrong phone, she's using the same as mine
And then, that strange number pop up again
Asking me, "Do you know the girl that goes by this name?
I'm an officer, your phone is with me
And her phone is with you"
What does that mean?
I hung up, I'm scared, I don't know what to do
What would you do if you're me?
No you see, I didn't do nothing wrong
She just end up dead
It wasn't me, it's someone else, wait
I hear a voice, who is that? Who's coming?
I hear a footstep, must be a police come runnin'
Am I gonna be locked up? Then I'm nothing
Now, here they come knockin'
Written by: Funky Wah Wah
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