Torn 由 Catfish Cooley 于 2023年5月5日 发行，作为专辑“Just Getting Started”的一部分。
BPM80
旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记，是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器（例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯）而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分，传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应，而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素，包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点，来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度，可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富，而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
歌词
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
So sick of shitty people
The way that they steadily fuckin me
They Treat me like a friend
But I know that they have no love for me
They hustle me for money
They get both they milk and honey
Then they acting fucking shady
Catch a break and take off running
Now I’m staying to myself
Inside my house just like a cave man
Getting stoned as hell
All by myself That’s where I’m safe and
I’m Tired of feeling this way
All Im chasing is a dream
All you chasing is some money
And some clout from me it seems
I’m about to cut my losses
Grab this mic and fuckin stand up
Make it to the top
And drop the people
With they hand up
I ain’t a real fan of
Getting fucked over
From a manger to friends
Just happens over and over
Where the hells my 4 leave clover
Man I’m needing some luck
But then again I really don’t
Cause you can all get fucked
Cause you don’t show me love
Guess when push comes to shove
You just proved you was a bitch
Now fly away like a dove
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
Guess I shoulda saw it coming
when I entered this industry
Entertainment is a cancer
Everyone seems so menacing
They are all just pretending
They Trying get you sign
So they can steal away your money
take away your design
They Try to change you
Try to mold you
tell you it’s the right image
And Then they make you hate what you love
wonder why you got in it
we ain’t all just some actors
That’s Out here chasing some gold
Some of us have we have some pride
And try to do as we told
Until we realize
What is happening
in front of our face
I pray to god I saw it sooner
So I could change up my fate
But my minds made up
I’ll never trust another human
I would rather fail alone
Then wonder what the fuck I’m doin
Wonder who the fuck I am
Try to remember why I started
Wonder where it all went wrong
And left me feeling broken hearted
It Makes me so sick
Cause I thought they were my family
They just wanted riches
From the folks
That is a fan of me
That’s how is apparently
Just life when you famous
It’s makes you hate the world
When you see that it’s dangerous
But you ain’t changing me
I understand that life is hell
I feed off of the bottom
I don’t need your wishing well
I ain’t ever stopping
Cause I know I will prevail
Because I got I my talents
And with that I’ll never fail
when I was just a kid
I would dream of this life
I would Lay in bed just smiling
Staying up ever night
Never once considering
All the Evil that lurks
Used by everyone
That’s how this industry works
I had to change my lanes
And Go and cut a new path
It’s hard for me that comedy
Is just a thing of the past
7 years in total
Working hard to keep you laughing
Now I try so to just pretend
It never happened
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
I been felling torn
Even though I try my very best
I been feeling thorns
I Can feel em stabbing in my chest
I been felling horns
I think it’s time I let em grow
I’m about to raise some hell
And let you mother fuckers know
Written by: Catfish Cooley
