Graphic Bleed Outs - Quelle Chris/Chris Keys.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Chris Keys/Gavin Tenille
[00:10.434] One delivered the cut then begged please do not spill out
[00:17.637] Every word sincere as all get out
[00:20.020] When hicccups turn to spit ups you Linda blaring the shit out
[00:22.652] Fam turn to foes, all-nighters turn into sit-outs
[00:25.279] You used to be beside now when tables turning you bid ounced
[00:28.062] Not all Solange moments get caught on camera
[00:30.392] We got backs like Bayer
[00:31.616] The easy rinse away bound to partner pain like Nair
[00:34.521] Part Indian mama tried to halt the rain with prayer
[00:37.311] The b-line between sentence and seance in sage filled rooms
[00:41.197] Still couldn’t consume beams from the exposed moons
[00:44.204] Once one delivers the cut
[00:45.740] At awe with the gauze it took to bring pause
[00:48.043] The horror, the horror, the scars that shook to the core
[00:50.573] Once thought a gift from the gods you mistook for amor
[00:53.461] Most end up right with the Lord or end up seeking Allah
[00:56.124] A faith in leaders abroad easier than believing in this nigga or that broad
[01:00.691] 'Cause ultimately all flawed
[01:02.166] The thief who greets burlap sack full of hearts
[01:04.758] He wishes he could pawn but they still beat while apart, now that’s a living soul
[01:08.988] Collabos with the shadows and dance routines with the ghosts
[01:11.832] 'Cause not that many mistreatments get deleted in post
[01:14.739] So folks carry heat besides the seat at all costs
[01:17.734] Some get em cremated some get em laminated, it’s a toss
[01:21.128] I’ve seen the crossroads of hood and goth the foot in jaw
[01:24.206] The tag no take backs
[01:25.495] My man plays out the gates
[01:27.680] Some bliss, some play it straight
[01:29.422] Once one delivers the cut
[01:34.886] Its the cut
[02:10.962]
[02:16.434] You knew me best and so you hurt me the worst
[02:21.534] You slid the knife inside my lungs until they burst
[02:27.184] You cut me like a knife, cut me like a knife
[02:33.113] Oh, what happened to us?
[02:38.063] Oh, what happened to us?
[02:44.345] Oh my love, what a cut, what a cut, what a cut
[02:49.530] Slid in wherever soft until my heart burst, oh
[02:55.529] You cut me like a knife, cut me like a knife
[03:00.648] Friends turn to villains and feelings turn into drinks
[03:03.431] Some fetishized the drama
[03:04.832] The armor covered in chinks
[03:06.249] The weight of this world I fed and had to tug ten folds
[03:09.178] The weatherman in green the newsroom is cluttered in info
[03:11.976] The wrong words heard by the heart can weather your skin folds
[03:14.739] Or have ya black cracking regretting times you was involved
[03:17.468] But know: wounds heal but scarred arms grow
[03:20.455] Rain drops from sunlit skies, clouds float
[03:23.082] The IOUs and I know I but yous we wrote
[03:25.854] No golden rule within so many cools we broke
[03:28.571] To quote a wise man in ways no wiser than me
[03:31.434] Whose oats were sowed and sold out he sifts through pictures of peace:
[03:34.418] Don’t let em sell your soul and stay faithful loving and grief
[03:37.495] Let it out and if need be let it be
[03:40.251] Don’t blow with the whens, wherevers. and whats
[03:43.067] Some openings never shut once one delivers the cut
[03:46.872] You knew me best and so you hurt me the worst
[03:51.786] You slid the knife inside my lungs until they burst
[03:57.532] You cut me like a knife, cut me like a knife
[04:03.580] Oh, what happened to us?
[04:09.048] Oh, my love, what will happen to us?
[04:14.207] Oh, my love, what a cut, what a cut, what a cut
[04:19.811] Oh, my love, what the ****, what the ****, what the****
[04:25.894] You cut me like a knife, cut me like a knife