Song | New York, NY |
Artist | Chronic Future |
Album | Lines in My Face |
作词 : Chronic Future | |
Well all these people of the city will keep you in the blind spots | |
Especially when they know that you're out looking to sign dots | |
I tried to tell this girl how twisted my mind got | |
But it's her dream to ride the conveyor belt of that sidewalk | |
She's got the intentions of being number one | |
But can she handle rejection in the city of no sun? | |
Where bricks change colors faster than careers do | |
And few people drive away and like what's in the rear view | |
New York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don't try | |
I'll never know | |
She don't care what it takes she knows she's got the ability | |
And with what her folks make she knows she'd have stability | |
She just needs to get out there and step toward her validity | |
She can't keep dying over this 'cause it's just killing me | |
She's just not used to footsteps diggin' in her chest | |
High-heeled investments and suits getting undressed | |
Growing hold and having new recruits become the best | |
And finding that she's stepped on everyone and no one's left | |
New York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don't try | |
I'll never know | |
New York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don't try | |
I'll never know | |
Well it hurts like walking barefoot on light bulbs | |
Smashing ideas with open skin' | |
Til the pearl white drops of blood turn red | |
And everyone can tell that you've worked hard enough, it's time to go | |
Go get your map and compass and don't listen to them | |
And don't think about how much time you're fixing to spend | |
The dirt only ends when the pavement begins | |
This is your heart your dream and you're your only friend, so go | |
You can kick the earth as hard as you want | |
To show your frustration | |
Or you can get in your car and kick your foot to the gas | |
And keep accelerating 'til you hit your destination, so go | |
New York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don't try | |
I'll never know | |
New York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day | |
They say New | |
York City's so far away | |
But I can't wait even for one more day |
zuò cí : Chronic Future | |
Well all these people of the city will keep you in the blind spots | |
Especially when they know that you' re out looking to sign dots | |
I tried to tell this girl how twisted my mind got | |
But it' s her dream to ride the conveyor belt of that sidewalk | |
She' s got the intentions of being number one | |
But can she handle rejection in the city of no sun? | |
Where bricks change colors faster than careers do | |
And few people drive away and like what' s in the rear view | |
New York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don' t try | |
I' ll never know | |
She don' t care what it takes she knows she' s got the ability | |
And with what her folks make she knows she' d have stability | |
She just needs to get out there and step toward her validity | |
She can' t keep dying over this ' cause it' s just killing me | |
She' s just not used to footsteps diggin' in her chest | |
Highheeled investments and suits getting undressed | |
Growing hold and having new recruits become the best | |
And finding that she' s stepped on everyone and no one' s left | |
New York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don' t try | |
I' ll never know | |
New York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don' t try | |
I' ll never know | |
Well it hurts like walking barefoot on light bulbs | |
Smashing ideas with open skin' | |
Til the pearl white drops of blood turn red | |
And everyone can tell that you' ve worked hard enough, it' s time to go | |
Go get your map and compass and don' t listen to them | |
And don' t think about how much time you' re fixing to spend | |
The dirt only ends when the pavement begins | |
This is your heart your dream and you' re your only friend, so go | |
You can kick the earth as hard as you want | |
To show your frustration | |
Or you can get in your car and kick your foot to the gas | |
And keep accelerating ' til you hit your destination, so go | |
New York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day | |
They say these things come and these things go | |
But if I don' t try | |
I' ll never know | |
New York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day | |
They say New | |
York City' s so far away | |
But I can' t wait even for one more day |