| Song | Never Thinking Twice |
| Artist | theDeadtruth |
| Album | Vol. 1 International Album |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Studio Records | |
| 作曲 : Studio Records | |
| Check it | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Never had much except that look in your eyes | |
| Never gonna see the blurred lines | |
| Women change and the years go by thinking we’re playing the same game | |
| It’s been years and the world shifted | |
| Nothing is what it was before—eyes are deader | |
| As you act the same | |
| Never see what’s mine what’s yours | |
| Right now we’re on that tunnel vision | |
| Distraught heart beating fast I keep thinking about this music until theres morning light | |
| And when the sunshine gets high I’m stuck with the paper and pen until there’s no more light | |
| I’m talking street lights, pilot lights, tunnel lights, sunlight the whole 9 years/ | |
| Dizzy—blurried visions, thoughts diminishing | |
| and I’m stuck with lights flashing | |
| that’s my Celly old superstitions, that’s that sunlight/ | |
| Dazed in, Sundays going fast | |
| Church days I’m missing | |
| What you got with that sunlight/ tunnel vision | |
| Blurried vision/drinking all night/sunlight—What we doing? What we doing What we missing/ | |
| Never listening/ Never thinking twice | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I’m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true | |
| Late night girls get me thinking what we had | |
| Women come and go never thought much if they were thinking if it was love that we had | |
| Old days and there was too much to say | |
| Long days and crazy nights | |
| Old days you were with your girls | |
| And I wish to hold you in my arms again | |
| And when I’m driving never thought much where the night would go/ Cops stay waiting | |
| Never stressed about you | |
| Late night keeps me busy | |
| Staying out all night writing them poetics that was therapy | |
| Death lingers in every corner | |
| Even to the innocent girlies that met my gaze before I could ever---/ | |
| And old habits die before I get hit with that stutter step telepathy | |
| Guarantee to make you think twice--wheels of steel | |
| When that foot is heavy on the grinder | |
| Pushing everything like it’s something me with the cart | |
| And holding straight vodka ting—that’s grinding | |
| And I see music as passion—that’s me liming | |
| Keep your poster – posterboy-- | |
| Watch out that’s federales when people getting cutty | |
| That’s sting | |
| On Sting | |
| That’s everything—with that drink—I drink that Ting | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I’m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true |
| zuo ci : Studio Records | |
| zuo qu : Studio Records | |
| Check it | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Never had much except that look in your eyes | |
| Never gonna see the blurred lines | |
| Women change and the years go by thinking we' re playing the same game | |
| It' s been years and the world shifted | |
| Nothing is what it was before eyes are deader | |
| As you act the same | |
| Never see what' s mine what' s yours | |
| Right now we' re on that tunnel vision | |
| Distraught heart beating fast I keep thinking about this music until theres morning light | |
| And when the sunshine gets high I' m stuck with the paper and pen until there' s no more light | |
| I' m talking street lights, pilot lights, tunnel lights, sunlight the whole 9 years | |
| Dizzy blurried visions, thoughts diminishing | |
| and I' m stuck with lights flashing | |
| that' s my Celly old superstitions, that' s that sunlight | |
| Dazed in, Sundays going fast | |
| Church days I' m missing | |
| What you got with that sunlight tunnel vision | |
| Blurried vision drinking all night sunlight What we doing? What we doing What we missing | |
| Never listening Never thinking twice | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I' m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true | |
| Late night girls get me thinking what we had | |
| Women come and go never thought much if they were thinking if it was love that we had | |
| Old days and there was too much to say | |
| Long days and crazy nights | |
| Old days you were with your girls | |
| And I wish to hold you in my arms again | |
| And when I' m driving never thought much where the night would go Cops stay waiting | |
| Never stressed about you | |
| Late night keeps me busy | |
| Staying out all night writing them poetics that was therapy | |
| Death lingers in every corner | |
| Even to the innocent girlies that met my gaze before I could ever | |
| And old habits die before I get hit with that stutter step telepathy | |
| Guarantee to make you think twicewheels of steel | |
| When that foot is heavy on the grinder | |
| Pushing everything like it' s something me with the cart | |
| And holding straight vodka ting that' s grinding | |
| And I see music as passion that' s me liming | |
| Keep your poster posterboy | |
| Watch out that' s federales when people getting cutty | |
| That' s sting | |
| On Sting | |
| That' s everything with that drink I drink that Ting | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I' m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true |
| zuò cí : Studio Records | |
| zuò qǔ : Studio Records | |
| Check it | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Never had much except that look in your eyes | |
| Never gonna see the blurred lines | |
| Women change and the years go by thinking we' re playing the same game | |
| It' s been years and the world shifted | |
| Nothing is what it was before eyes are deader | |
| As you act the same | |
| Never see what' s mine what' s yours | |
| Right now we' re on that tunnel vision | |
| Distraught heart beating fast I keep thinking about this music until theres morning light | |
| And when the sunshine gets high I' m stuck with the paper and pen until there' s no more light | |
| I' m talking street lights, pilot lights, tunnel lights, sunlight the whole 9 years | |
| Dizzy blurried visions, thoughts diminishing | |
| and I' m stuck with lights flashing | |
| that' s my Celly old superstitions, that' s that sunlight | |
| Dazed in, Sundays going fast | |
| Church days I' m missing | |
| What you got with that sunlight tunnel vision | |
| Blurried vision drinking all night sunlight What we doing? What we doing What we missing | |
| Never listening Never thinking twice | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I' m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true | |
| Late night girls get me thinking what we had | |
| Women come and go never thought much if they were thinking if it was love that we had | |
| Old days and there was too much to say | |
| Long days and crazy nights | |
| Old days you were with your girls | |
| And I wish to hold you in my arms again | |
| And when I' m driving never thought much where the night would go Cops stay waiting | |
| Never stressed about you | |
| Late night keeps me busy | |
| Staying out all night writing them poetics that was therapy | |
| Death lingers in every corner | |
| Even to the innocent girlies that met my gaze before I could ever | |
| And old habits die before I get hit with that stutter step telepathy | |
| Guarantee to make you think twicewheels of steel | |
| When that foot is heavy on the grinder | |
| Pushing everything like it' s something me with the cart | |
| And holding straight vodka ting that' s grinding | |
| And I see music as passion that' s me liming | |
| Keep your poster posterboy | |
| Watch out that' s federales when people getting cutty | |
| That' s sting | |
| On Sting | |
| That' s everything with that drink I drink that Ting | |
| Never thinking twice | |
| Seeing lights pass before my eyes | |
| Late night club hopping, girls hyping | |
| Body bruising, body bags | |
| Dumb kids smashing, | |
| Hitters, runners, | |
| I' m just focusing on what I need to do | |
| Until girlies coming to me | |
| I will make your dreams come true |