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
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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
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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。
BPM179
積分
演出藝人
Bard
演出者
詞曲
George E. Peck
詞曲創作
歌詞
"Ring ring" goes your
telephone.
You text back, but your
brain's not at home.
You answer back when I
ask you where it's at then go the
bathroom and send a bad
pic over Snapchat.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
twiddling your thumbs like you
haven't got a clue.
Aww boo hoo!
Miss your momma do
you? Maybe you should've
seen her when you was supposed too(l).
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la
I wake up looking
back in time,
I look and you're already
bright and bushy eyed.
Giggling and messaging
with a mate, when it
turns out when you're working late you're
actually out on a date.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
sneaking 'round to jerk off over
texts while I'm sleeping boo.
But I'm the fool cause you're
reminiscing too and you were
talking 'bout the night before and
how you came to mine with him in you.
La la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me) La la la la la la la la
(cruel.) La la la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me cruel.) La la la la la
Your mate's got a new
date and they're coming 'round
late, you keep reminding me I've
gotta get up early.
While I'm sleeping you're a
threesome, woke up staring at the
ceiling, stranger's music reconnecting
to my wi-fi.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, while you're
at the sauna looking for
attention in the swing boo.
Learned it from daddy did
you? He was a cheater too, so
move your ugly to the glory
booth 'cause no one wants to fuck you.
La la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me) La la la la la la la la
(cruel.) La la la la la la la la
(You're just a broken) La la la la la la la la
(tool.) La la la la la la la la
(You're gonna call me cruel.) La la la la la
"Ring ring" goes your
telephone.
You text back, but your
brain's not at home.
You answer back when I
ask you where it's at then go the
bathroom and send a bad
pic over Snapchat.
So now I don't give a
fuck about you, whilst you're
twiddling your thumbs like you
haven't got a clue.
Oh boo hoo!
Miss your momma do
you? Maybe you should've
seen her when you was supposed too(l).
Written by: George E. Peck

