Представляем точный текст композиции "7-11" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Disco Biscuits . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «7-11» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Disco Biscuits передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Disco Biscuits - "7-11"
Lyrics to 7-11 : Cover it up, I know you got eyes, you know you got time. You want free from the octopus wrapped around your mind Run to the hills, out on your own, reaped nothing sown, whiplash tongue, as you reach for a grip, and search for the clone. And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be, When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough, So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me, In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up. Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile, Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebodys while. Im gonna go out and jam! Im gonna go out and party! I got a brand new mission, so bring your ass to the party! Theres a last time for everything, what do you do, what do you do, It always comes back to the things that you knew, things that you knew, Why go down, when they think that youre beat, think that youre beat, Kick some dust on the managers feet, managers feet. And maybe, all that you want to be is all that you had to be, When flakes of gold and falling rubies were never enough, So you spend your time opening doors for everyone else but me, In the morning time, the sky up above you, the sun will come up. Work too hard so I buy myself style for walking the mile, Hours a day that I spend doing nonsense worth somebodys while. Im gonna go out and jam! Im gonna go out and party! I got a brand new mission, so bring your ass to the party! Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed, got cauliflower dreams as your brains ripped to shreds you made it to the dance, but youre wearing a towel. Let me play you one thatll make you howl. Crossed off, laid up till noon in bed, got cauliflower dreams as your brains ripped to shreds you made it to the dance, but youre wearing a towel. Let me play you one thatll make you howl, Ladies give me one thatll make me howl, Let me play you one thatll make you wanna go out and jam! [ 7-11 Lyrics ]
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