[00:00.000] 作词 : Conor Coleman
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Conor Coleman
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[00:19.87]Ayy ayy ayy ayy..
[00:29.86]Yeah yeah yeah..
[00:33.72]Ayy ayy ayy ayy..
[00:39.03]Would you trust a fxxking Shnxman with a notion in his head
[00:42.99]Like a bullet in the weapon, now they let the chamber spin
[00:47.08]Would you trust him?
[00:49.01]Could you trust him?
[00:50.95]Why'd you trust him?
[00:52.92]I don't trust him
[00:54.92]Ayy the darkness grows up on me like a flower in the dark light
[00:59.48]Flourish in my brain like a cancer in the mind
[01:02.89]I can feel my body drip emotions everywhere I walk now
[01:07.40]Words are hard to come by so I popped a pill to slow down
[01:12.05]I slowed down
[01:14.31]Don't know now, won't slow down
[01:16.36]I'm rolling so hard that I can't stop
[01:18.35]Ayy So I sped back up to cover the, the dirt to scrub
[01:21.55]Hurt my retinas from staring into the sun
[01:23.61]Speaking blaring out
[01:24.76]The bass electrifies the gurners like a bootleg stun gun
[01:27.35]You fxxked up
[01:28.38]Can't get back in my head, cause right now I function
[01:31.37]I dip into blackouts, the drxgs be like vampire
[01:33.72]fangs with how they sunk in
[01:35.41]Ay Birth. Pain. Death.
[01:36.85]Cause right now life doesn't feel like something
[01:39.16]Nah life is pain
[01:40.97]Best believe, it's fxxking pumping
[01:42.97]Ay best you heed this fxxking warning
[01:45.03]Less to leave, if you just scorn them
[01:47.09]Love is weak, so there's no mourning
[01:49.05]Endless sleep is so adourning ayy
[01:52.20]Fixate on the crescent moon
[01:55.08]The human juice glistens atop vast valleys of trees and foliage
[01:59.96]Their hunting was never thought to be an art
[02:03.41]But in hindsight
[02:05.18]It can be a beautiful view
[02:07.00]Ayy! Shnxman, Shnxman, back up, back up now
[02:11.52]Chronic inside of my cigarette mix; I sit down
[02:15.73]Shnxman, Shnxman, back up, back up now
[02:19.62]Offer my soul up to the dead, devil's reject now
[02:23.65]Shnxman, Shnxman, back up, back up now
[02:27.58]Chronic inside of my cigarette mix; I sit down
[02:31.74]Shnxman, Shnxman, back up, back up now
[02:35.69]Offer my soul up to the dead, devil's reject now