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b 2 b
5818
Electronic
Utwór b 2 b został wydany 24 października 2025 przez EQT Recordings jako część albumu noise ( meaning )
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Najpopularniejszy
Ostatnie 7 dni
00:10 - 00:15
b 2 b był najczęściej odkrywanym utworem w czasie około 10 sekundy do w ciągu ostatniego tygodnia
00:10
00:15
02:10
00:00
02:43

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
monte booker
monte booker
Synthesizer, Drums, Background Vocals
Mereba
Mereba
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
monte booker
monte booker
Songwriter, Arranger
Mereba
Mereba
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
monte booker
monte booker
Producer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
BRYAN SCHWALLER
BRYAN SCHWALLER
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

(Oh) these days I wonder why
Sometimes I see the sign (oh)
I'll scream up to the sky
These days, these days, these days (oh)
These days, don't call for peace
Set fire to the peace (oh)
These days, we turn the tide
These days, these days, these days
These days, I just have to laugh at the script
They built the world on sand, castles collapse and they sit
Keep it serene till you come with the racket and shit
Now I'm Serena, the pacifist shit is past and it's tense
They said, "they won't let us in"
I said they really playin' catch up
Mine's Ben Maverick, no if-buts
I don't give a rat's ass or a squirrel's last fuck
Everything apostrophe, the world is mine from Monster C
They didn't shots fired, they just bullets in the wind
Word to Dylan, and my kid is next kin
If I ever die, I'm serious, bitch is crazy
Need a lad that's padded and peaceful
I am Tracy, keep my ass fat and smile at TV
I need my Benjamin, I need my grants, I need my taxes
You need some air, you need some grass
You need that passion
Target cracked, they sharpen my sword, the Greeks are sassy
Bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop, Baby DJ, maybe the last one
On my own, me, emergency on every special
They do their deep replay, and I see it watch them blossom
(Not for the weak) not for the weak
Work out there just to scrape, to eat (just to sit)
Holes in our boat, but although they try they can't cut the rope
(Oh) these days I wonder why
Sometimes I see the sign (oh)
I'll scream up to the sky
These days, these days, these days (oh)
These days, don't call for peace
Set fire to the peace (oh)
These days, we turn the tide
These days, these days, these days
Written by: Mereba, monte booker
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