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Ones
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ones was released on June 15, 2022 by Revere as a part of the album Wavelength - EP
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Release DateJune 15, 2022
LabelRevere
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Dot
Ryan Dot
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Dot
Ryan Dot
Producer

Lyrics

After the show I leave alone, alone
Won't find me here no more, no more, no more
I say my byes, keep me in mind, in mind
Won't find me here no more
On my ones again
On my ones again
I feel sick
Sharp decline
Double quick
I need a sine
I've been saw
Want divine
Fatal flaw
An outline
Made of chalk
Afterlife
Made to walk
Just wanna fly
Now I'm Icarus
Why did I try
Guess it's ignorance
'Cus by midweek my thoughts are gothic
Back to Jekyll from the Hyde
As I seek I turn myopic
Cannot see my own disguise
Keep my secrets, change the topic
Please don't read between the lines
Did I need them, was it worth it
Can I reach a higher high
I keep on, every step bygone
Creeping to abode
Liaison hard to come upon
In this episode
Feel so lost reading 3 2 1
Deeping all the code
Noumenon, that's me as the don
Reaping what I've sewn
After the show I leave alone
I'm on my ones again, again
I'm on my ones again, again
Won't find me here no more
I'm on my ones again, again
I'm on my ones again, again
I say my byes, keep me in mind
I'm on my ones again, again
I'm on my ones again, again
Won't find me here no more
On my ones again
On my ones again
Uh huh
Waves crack, take me back
I'm in the spot
Breaking a sweat if ready or not
I wanna rock no matter the cost
I haven't got, I wanna get
Wrecked with the jocks
Shits on lock
And I've got the key
Open the door
What do I see
I'm at the top
Feeling this way every time I drop
I cannot stop no matter the cost
What if I pop, likely I may
Swayed by the loss, area grey
What do you feel
Yeah what do you feel
What do you feel
I feel the shame
Sinking in bed I've got no one to blame
Taking acclaim no matter the cost
What I became, so mislead
Head out of frame I should be dead
Na that's too far
But these thoughts they come
After the drums when I'm
On my ones
In my bed, hunned thread
On my cushion feeling like a pinhead
Wavelength
Written by: Ryan Dot
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