2001 由 DEEP BLU RECORDS 於 2023年9月22日發行,收錄於專輯《2001 - Single》中
BPM151
旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
歌詞
BLIOOZ WE GETTING CANCELLED FOR THIS ONE!
Kick my, kick my mothafuckin' jaw
I don't wanna feel a thing
Then put me in a cage, lock me up with all the beasts
I feel so gone, I've been feeling so lost (Yuh, ayy, ayy)
Then pump me full of chemicals, I wanna be gone (Ayy, ayy, yuh)
Look into my eyes, just tell me just what you see
I been feelin' pain, I never wanted to breathe
What you've really done is nothin' but OD
What you really want is nothing but money
Yeah, I never wanted to live, I never wanted to seethe
But seeing you makes me sick, I'm sick of the same s-s-s-shit
I'm sick of the same friеnds, I'm sick of the same fuckers
That tеllin' me I'm dead, tell me I'm sick (Ah)
Fuckin' it up, I'm runnin' it up, money's never been better
I know that they're gettin' fed up, but pockets are getting setup
From medicine, all these sedatives makin' me really pedaling
Drugs that are fuckin' federal, metals are steady sellin' and
Suckin' it up, I wonder what everybody will think
When they notice we are making a generation extinct
Givin' them more pain and giving them morphine
And making them more feens, the feens that want more things
Like fuck, I don't wanna know what you did
I don't wanna know what you think
Goddamn, I don't wanna know what you did
I don't wanna know what you think
Like fuck, I don't wanna know what you did
I don't wanna know what you think
Goddamn, I don't wanna—
Good evening
Today, our fellow citizens
Our way of life
Our very freedom, came under attack
In a series of deliberate, and deadly terrorist acts
Sick to my stomach, he wanted to fight
And he fought for the flag, but the flag undermines
Go to a war with the barrel down range
'Cause he wanted to feel like a part of a change
But where is the change in the kid that was killed?
When he looked at his face and his name was Amir
He noticed the red and the beep, it was clear
He was a lamb for the nation of fear
Sent back to home, but his conscious was smeared
Vivid depictions of hell on a sphere
The war gave him pain that he needed to fix
Swallow the oxy, prescribed in 06
Hooked him to death, 'cause he couldn't forget
Amir was the age of his daughter was left
Two countries in ruins, but one of them's rich
Capitalism just thrives of the sick
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Till the end, end, end, end
Fight, fight, fight, fight (Fight, fight, fight, fight)
Till the end, end, end, end (Ugh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Till the end, end, end, end
Fight, fight, fight, fight (Fight, fight, fight, fight)
Till the end, end, end, end (End, end, end, end)
Written by: Dylan Matthew Fessenden

