音乐视频

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歌词

[Verse 1]
He a number five Pollock
Unfinished product
A dollop of dried paint, pain, and vomit
Numb birth vibes, soul comatose
Too young to be a bum
Too old to overdose on bravado based boasts
Hmm, this roast is getting cold
Whyʼda bring meat to a vegan potluck table?
And ghost the host high and dry?
Like tandem skydiving with bad pick-up lines
As we freefall paralyzed paraglide
Past paradise Papi Please Pacify
Guilty pleas canʼt verbalize
Why these feelings ainʼt butterflies, no
Maybe shoulda stood him up at Sogo
No outside drinks at Soho
Forever Wino
What a downer
13th hour
[Verse 2]
Heʼs been suffering suffering
I ask him what it is
Heʼs like "Nah, nothing-nothing"
I donʼt get how he canʼt feel
Something, anything
It doesnʼt make sense to me
Iʼm nurturing a forest while heʼs burning down the trees
Discovering how much me means to me
[Verse 3]
How much I mean to me
Heʼs drifting off an underwater cliff
I reach down with my hands
But, can I get a lift?
What the hell do I know?
Maybe I should end this
And leave it on a high note
[Verse 4]
Outcast Charlatan Charlie Chan
Fake gold bars counterfeit
Jordanʼs from the same origin
Brittle as a porcelain partisan
Like who I am as a person
Little Poison voices contradict
Kate vs Meghan
Pole position like strippers racing in a basement
Wires in my head exposed
Chained up in a basement
Buckled and strapped by my own synapses
A Dark Link, a demon
Drinking in my own double think preying
Like lone wolf lobotomy
Self-served sodomy
Iʼm feeling literally
Get it out of me
I said get it out of me
Drowning as I breathe
Mizu no shinden
[Verse 5]
I've been suffering, suffering
She asks me what it is
Iʼm like "Nah, nothing-nothing"
I know I gotta say
Something, anything
It doesnʼt make sense to me
Iʼm burning down a forest, while sheʼs nurturing the trees
Discovering how much she means to me
How much I mean to me
Iʼm drifting off an underwater cliff I reach up with my hands
Like can I get a lift?
What the hell do I know?
Maybe I should end this
And leave it on a high note
Written by: Gold Mountain, Hironori Momoi
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