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Changing Perspectives
16
Hip-Hop/Rap
Changing Perspectives adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Aviary Bridge Records tarafından 27 Eylül 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıChanging Perspectives - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi27 Eylül 2024
FirmaAviary Bridge Records
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM72

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ArmstrongWW
ArmstrongWW
Performer
Uevo
Uevo
Performer
Showyou
Showyou
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Armstrong Tanyi Orock
Armstrong Tanyi Orock
Songwriter
Bruno Abspoel
Bruno Abspoel
Composer
Olivier Bijland
Olivier Bijland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ArmstrongWW
ArmstrongWW
Producer
Uevo
Uevo
Producer
Showyou
Showyou
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

You put the world in my name
Placed my head on these shoulder blades
Threw away the confusion
Passive-aggressively spewing my own heart
Do you care when I share what I spill?
Don't know why I'm faded
So this pain is barely, very real
I know I'm usually still
I wish I was a Ferris wheel
A trip around the universe
So I can learn just how to feel
Wrong step
I wasn't where I was supposed to
I am as blissful as ignorance
And a gun in its holster
A face on a poster
A chase when you're closer
A million to Oprah
A carpet and sofa
The river to ocean is nothing
No matter the height, it's still nothing
I often regress my bad habits to feel something
The better man I get
Hear 'em calling, still humming
Na na na
In the cup, there is real loving
I jump headfirst
Fingers crossed in excursion—
No cost, no burden
Just quiet and no hurting, yeah
I'm still broke, till I'm not
Till I'm everything and anything you'd ever want
Till I'm verified
Trophy prize, golden-eyed
Till my outfit costs a hundred thousand
Shift the balance
When I'm rich, want to
Leave us be
I'll come right back when it's all over
Winter breeze is almost here
It's getting closer to my face
I'm still bleeding
Patch me up before I'm over, yeah, yeah
Lift me high to see myself
I must get closer
Closer till I'm passing planes
Clouds the only thing that hang
Sailing with no destination
Loud until I hear the bang
Wrong step
I'm falling harder than ever
My homies think I got better
The many tales that I sell 'em
Gave ya an ounce
Cut it with laughing
Dabbing and randomly popping out
Craving these few appearances
Snatching me out the house
Keeping my shadows hidden
And battles within the mouth
Written by: Armstrong Tanyi Orock, Bruno Abspoel, Olivier Bijland
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