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Yeti
Alternative
Utwór Yeti został wydany 21 czerwca 2025 przez CrizzyWhiteMGMT jako część albumu Mountains
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Data wydania21 czerwca 2025
WytwórniaCrizzyWhiteMGMT
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM129

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crizzy White
Crizzy White
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Moran
Christian Moran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Crizzy White
Crizzy White
Producer, Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

I don't got a clue
Where I'm gonna go
Who I'm gonna be
When I finally grow
I'm not a kid anymore
I've got my own damn life
But what I'd do to live twice
Oh, they wouldn't make it past midnight
I been seeing with my closed eyes
All the things I couldn't see when they're open
Every memory of me, wishing hoping
I could find somewhere to be by the Ocean
Young and free with the motion
It was stolen
All my dreams drowned out in abundance
I been full of it, but no, I'm full of nothing
Every vision, it ain't coming, is that something
I'm just a kid anymore
Every broken down board
Every hole in the wall
An adult might cure
But I just sit here
Waiting for the changing
Hoping you'd replace it
Just face it
All the blood on my knuckle ain't amazing
An adult doesn't make this
All the white and grays
I'm a Yeti
All the feelings I hate
I'm unsteady
I don't wanna be old
I don't wanna be a burden
All my family and friends got a purpose
I'm scared I'm closing curtains
I just want more time, I promise
If I relive it, then I wouldn't be an object
I wouldn't waste all my time on this music
I would be someone that they wanted
Honestly, honestly
Counting sheep, losing sleep
Memories, Hennessey
Apologize for my apathy
It took half a thought to break half of me
I took half a shot, and it turned to three
Now it's four or more I'm on the floor to seat
But I adore, all the company
All the ants below match my broken soul
I'm a broken boy from a broken home
Make horror stories when I'm all alone
Shout at walls and I'm breaking bones
I'm a Yeti now, turn white and mold
Graying out and I'm turning stones
Mirror, mirror, I'm a tombstone
Who's the boy that they'll never know
Who's the boy with his hoodie up and his face down, but it never snowed
Strings attached but they pulled out just to cover up that face he loathed
Still obsessed with those comic books and those video games but he swears he grown
Mirror, mirror, I swear to God you'll be shattered glass if I see me more
All the past lovers, one after another
All the songs that I wrote, all the counting of the numbers
If I had another chance, I'd go back and might recover
All the lives I had broken, at least my own and find some cover
All the white and grays
I'm a Yeti
All the feelings I hate
I'm unsteady
I don't wanna be old
I don't wanna be a burden
All my family and friends got a purpose
I'm scared I'm closing curtains
I just want more time, I promise
If I relive it then I wouldn't be an object
I wouldn't waste all my time on this music
I would be someone that they wanted
All the white and grays I'm abominable
I'm a Yeti now and I'm never full
Constantly I'm just all alone and I waste my life on this stupid phone
I would throw it out, but I need it
Promote myself and find reason
Therapy for grieving
I feel the pain it's repeating
If I had a fountain of youth
I would turn it all back and make it worth it for you
You need a man who keeps a job and doesn't leave for a tune
Am I a child or a man, I think I never could choose
Written by: Christian Moran
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