積分
演出藝人
Show Me the Body
演出者
Skunk Rott
演出者
Chris Wilson
演出者
Pierre Botardo
演出者
詞曲
Skunk Rott
作曲
Chris Wilson
作曲
Pierre Botardo
作曲
Julian Cashwan Pratt
作曲
Noah Cohen-Corbett
作曲
大衛·卡普蘭
作曲
製作與工程團隊
Show Me the Body
製作人
Andrew Sarlo
製作人
Joe LaPorta
母帶工程師
歌詞
Just a baby in the city
Was a roach, still a roach
Family still with me
I try to hold
Getting cold
I just want to go to the place where the worries don't roam
Either out back home or out on the road
Fear the day that I can't ever go back
Sick of pushing all I had to the past
I'm turning back the clock using my own hands
Looking back at time, was never given a chance
Gave back heaven, but I was left at the gates
This love I had, brought the taste of fate
From the tombs of my own
Out of reach, can't be controlled
All alone, no help, hell beats again
All alone, no home, hell 'til the end
Feeling zero, I want out
Feeling zero, I need out
Creeping death, I feel it's breath
Rears it's head, now I'm dead
No one ever told me
That life would be this tough
I'm not the one for giving up
But it's just not enough
Now I just push
Getting by's a hassle
I work myself to death
The world can suck my fucking dick if I can't be myself
Just a baby in the city
Was a roach, still a roach
Still with me, family
Getting cold
I try to hold, oh
Just a baby in the city
Was a roach, I'm still a roach, ayy
Still with me, family
I try to hold
They getting cold
CSB, Can't Stop Bombing. WRS, We Run Shit. NVC, Nasty Vandals Chilling. Back in the days, bombin' the D's, the F, the 1, the blah blah blah blah blah... Nothing fuckin' better to do at 15 years old, right? Robbin' paint, robbin' stickers, robbin' markers. Go up to the layup, fuckin' carrying pipes and shit
Written by: Chris Wilson, David Kaplan, Julian Cashwan Pratt, Noah Cohen-Corbett, Pierre Botardo, Skunk Rott