Joy Division - Chance (Atmosphere)歌词
下载《Chance (Atmosphere)文本歌词》They love the taste of blood
Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it
Maybe they're as evil as they seem
Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic
"Atmosphere finally made a good record."
Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing
The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this
Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci'
"Get real." they tell me
If only they knew how real this life really gets
They would stop acting like a silly bitch
They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it
Doesn't take much and that's messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man
Hello ma'am, would you be interested
In some sexual positions and emotional investments
See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest
Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh
Somebody give me a big yes (YES!)
God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I'm too fucked up to dance
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants
You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance
So now I keep a close eye on my pets
Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense
It's eat, sleep, fuck in self defense
So straight you can set your clocks and place bets
Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead
Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said
Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land
With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands
Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL!
Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball
Gotta journey the world in a hurry
Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury
Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city
But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em
Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty
But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance
I gotta find my balance
I gotta find my balance
Now all my friends are famous
It's either one thing or another
They all don't know what my name is
Probably know both of my brothers
The one is a hard workin' savior
The other's a hard workin' soldier
I'm just your next door neighbor
Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober
You wait for the car at the corner
Pretend like you know what the pot is
Won't quit till I hit California
Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it
Maybe they're as evil as they seem
Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic
"Atmosphere finally made a good record."
Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing
The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this
Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci'
"Get real." they tell me
If only they knew how real this life really gets
They would stop acting like a silly bitch
They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it
Doesn't take much and that's messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man
Hello ma'am, would you be interested
In some sexual positions and emotional investments
See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest
Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh
Somebody give me a big yes (YES!)
God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I'm too fucked up to dance
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants
You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance
So now I keep a close eye on my pets
Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense
It's eat, sleep, fuck in self defense
So straight you can set your clocks and place bets
Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead
Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said
Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land
With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands
Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL!
Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball
Gotta journey the world in a hurry
Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury
Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city
But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em
Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty
But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium
In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance
I gotta find my balance
I gotta find my balance
Now all my friends are famous
It's either one thing or another
They all don't know what my name is
Probably know both of my brothers
The one is a hard workin' savior
The other's a hard workin' soldier
I'm just your next door neighbor
Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober
You wait for the car at the corner
Pretend like you know what the pot is
Won't quit till I hit California
Chance (Atmosphere)LRC歌词
下载《Chance (Atmosphere)LRC歌词》[ti:Trring to find a balance] [ar:Atmosphere] [al:Seven Travel] [00:01.27] [00:06.21]They love the taste of blood [00:08.15]Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it [00:11.32]Maybe they're as evil as they seem [00:14.22]Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic [00:17.45]"Atmosphere finally made a good record." [00:20.15]Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing [00:23.33]The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this [00:26.46]Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci' [00:29.02]"Get real." they tell me [00:30.78]If only they knew how real this life really gets [00:34.40]They would stop acting like a silly bitch [00:37.03]They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it [00:40.42]Doesn't take much and that's messed up [00:42.64]Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us [00:45.99]While everyone was trying to out-do the last man [00:48.86]I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man [00:51.68]Hello ma'am, would you be interested [00:54.41]In some sexual positions and emotional investments [00:57.33]See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational [01:00.13]When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?" [01:03.42]East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest [01:06.29]Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh [01:08.85]Somebody give me a big yes (YES!) [01:11.53]God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it) [01:14.42]Now I'm too fucked up to dance [01:17.04]So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants [01:19.92]You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance [01:22.62]So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!) [01:23.94] [01:25.91]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester [01:28.76]Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper [01:31.64]You see me move back and forth between both [01:34.28]I'm trying to find a balance [01:36.15]I'm trying to build a balance [01:48.31] [02:00.08]So now I keep a close eye on my pets [02:02.70]Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense [02:05.92]It's eat, sleep, fuck in self defense [02:08.44]So straight you can set your clocks and place bets [02:11.62]Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead [02:14.58]Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said [02:17.38]Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land [02:20.45]With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands [02:23.09]Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL! [02:26.25]Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball [02:28.79]Gotta journey the world in a hurry [02:31.30]Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury [02:34.49]Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city [02:37.20]But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em [02:40.06]Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty [02:42.83]But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium [02:43.80] [02:45.81]In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester [02:48.68]Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper [02:51.60]You see me move back and forth between both [02:54.38]I'm trying to find a balance [02:57.21]I'm trying to build a balance [03:27.52]I gotta find my balance [03:28.79]I gotta find my balance [03:32.07] [03:43.43]Now all my friends are famous [03:45.88]It's either one thing or another [03:48.81]They all don't know what my name is [03:51.40]Probably know both of my brothers [03:54.57]The one is a hard workin' savior [03:57.21]The other's a hard workin' soldier [04:00.13]I'm just your next door neighbor [04:02.73]Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober [04:05.90]You wait for the car at the corner [04:08.47]Pretend like you know what the pot is [04:11.61]Won't quit till I hit California [04:14.05]And make you my Golden State goddess