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Seconds
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Seconds» вышел в 4 марта 2024 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Brandon Strife»)Seconds - Single
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АльбомSeconds - Single
Дата релиза4 марта 2024 г.
ЛейблBrandon Strife
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM74

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Brandon Strife
Brandon Strife
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chad Dillard
Chad Dillard
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Слова

Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
I tried my hand at love, only have it bitten
Said fuck all the red flags, ignored intuition
Feet bloody and ribs cracked S
Shit I'm on a mission
Adam and Eve raw vibes, we no longer smitten
Tell my momma I'm homebound, don't shed tears
Down bad but good intentions, was every year
Sick throwing up, fuck the pain I need more beers
More drank, more champagne, need more cheers
Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
Rat race still on my brain, here I'm under pressure
Isolated myself from the world, to send a message
It just created more distance and raised a lot of questions
Thinking we could keep fuckin our way out of depression/
I'll dealings, Coping with thoughts, and kill Guinness
Attack me, so she feed illusions of independence
Dollars burnt from all the drama, it built resentment
Ls to the dome, on the regs, still I'm here repenting
Every night I'm getting high shit
Ha, I can't believe that this my life shit
Every night I'm getting high shit
Ha, I can't believe that this my life shit
Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
Seconds really like dog years, I'm feeling sentenced
Smoke and liquor, my chick screaming she independent
Its weed everywhere, I ain't even smoke
What's love, look in the mirror ain't even close
Could leave for hours
Times up, I could be long
Tell momma don't shed tears when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, When I'm gone
Written by: Chad Dillard
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