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Dead Wrong
2
Pop
Dead Wrong 由 broke 于 2026年6月26日 发行,作为专辑“Dead Wrong - Single”的一部分。
album cover
发行日期2026年6月26日
唱片公司broke
语言English
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM70

制作

出演艺人
Blake Rose
Blake Rose
音乐家
作曲和作词
Blake Rose
Blake Rose
词曲作者
制作和工程
Blake Rose
Blake Rose
制作人
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
母带工程师

歌词

We were 14 climbing trees in the front yard, I remember it well
Kevin came ‘round and told us the rumors
That a shiny young thing just flew in from San Francisco
My mother introduced me to you on my birthday, said we’d get along fine
I was shy at first but I fell in love
With telling you every bit about my life
(Well the good parts at least)
All the kids at school they would talk about you, never let it go
You were the next big thing
The new Bob Marley
The fresh Monroe
A young Thom Yorke or Rolling Stone
So I got used to putting on a show but
Everything you know about me’s
Dead wrong
I’m just trying to make it through
Feel like I don’t have any fun
I’m afraid that I might’ve forgotten how to
I sometimes don’t wanna be here long
But I still wanna stay, don’t you?
Just feels like whatever you do, you’re doomed
And it’s kinda hard to, not to blame it on you
Blame it on me? You said
Whatever do you mean?
I thought I was the best thing since chocolate ice cream?
I screamed I swear I thought so too
but you had all the nuclear codes in your room
And you stole every eye from the malls to the bistros
And all the attention from the concerts to the discos
One by one everybody got obsessed
And they’d bend over backwards just keep you impressed
Now, all the old folks had their sneaking suspicions
That something wasn’t right but nobody ever listened
It was too good to be true
A world peace treaty
A collective view
A government party that cares about you
I swear I’d die just trying to hide the truth coz
Everything you know about me’s Dead wrong
I’m just trying to make it through
Feel like I don’t have any fun
I’m afraid that I might’ve forgotten how to
I sometimes don’t wanna be here long
But I still wanna stay, don’t you?
Just feels like whatever you do, you’re doomed
And it’s kinda hard to, not to blame it on you
Written by: Blake Rose
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