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Numb adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak John Sorto tarafından 19 Ocak 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıFocused

Şarkı Bilgileri

Çıkış Tarihi19 Ocak 2024

FirmaJohn Sorto

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM62

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

st0nepyth0n

Performer

John Sorto

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

John Sorto

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

NoIdea

Producer

John Sorto

Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

Do you remember, dear?

Those old days back in 1909 when we were 18?

Do you remember the blond-haired boy

Who saw you first on Radcliff Avenue?

You were coming to high school with Margaret Blue

I was football captain and President of the senior class

I was with Buck Cooper and another fellow

When I saw you, I stopped in my tracks and just stared

"Say, what's the matter with you, Jimmy?"

"Who is she, Buck?

"Huh?"

Yeah, yeah

All this ice done made me cold

Carve your name right into my soul

I don't wanna fit the mold

I don't wanna sell my soul

All these tears fell to the abyss

None these hoes, I cannot miss

I don't wanna fit the mold

I don't wanna sell my soul

Tell me I'm perfect

Tell me I'm worth it

Tell me that I was the best

Tell me I ain't like the rest

Yeah, yeah

Shallow comparisons leave me in higher places

My past, call it a blunt how I face it

Changes, going through changes

Yeah

And that's just the start of it

I'm dreaming 'bout Polos & cardigans

Turtlenecks keep 'em on top of it, keep 'em on top of me

I'm working real hard on my honesty

But honestly, I need much more than your shallow company

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Let's just try this again

Huh, huh

Again & again

Huh, huh

Your eyes say more then what has to be said

I feel the pain of the end 'fore it ends

Feel it from my head to my hollow chest

I'm tryna lay off of the meds

I think I've lost the passion, the motivation to be anything different

I can't seem to pinpoint where my creativity was lost

I think I'm just what others want

I want my soul at least

How much does it cost to keep my soul?

How much?

How much?

All this ice done made me cold

Carve your name right into my soul

I don't wanna fit the mold

I don't wanna sell my soul

All these tears fell to the abyss

None these hoes, I cannot miss

I don't wanna fit the mold

I don't wanna sell my soul

Tell me I'm perfect

Tell me I'm worth it

Tell me that I was the best

Tell me I ain't like the rest

Yeah, yeah

Shallow comparisons leave me in higher places

My past, call it a blunt how I face it

Changes, going through changes

Yeah

Oh,, woah

Yeah, yeah

Oh, oh

Yeah, yeah

"Oh, her name's Ruth Randall."

"New girl in town."

"Family just moved here from Philadelphia."

"They got a lot of money, their ancestors came over on Noah's Ark."

"What's eating you anyway?"

"Oh nothing, Buck."

"With that look on your face I'd say there was plenty eating you."

You came

Walking into the sunshine with Margaret Blue

And there was an aura around your head

There were specks of gold in your eyes as you glanced at me

That was all one glance

That was enough for me

Written by: John Sorto

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