Представляем точный текст композиции "Firewater" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 311 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Firewater» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 311 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
311 - "Firewater"
Lyrics to Firewater : Talkin shit like shutup, and listen to me because cuttin through the crap is my specialty like a bomb, Im dropping yes, a ton of lead youre trying to figure out the last thing I said Im a redwood, I love to be a tree, yes Im a druid my words are flowing out like a fluid never give in never conform Ill be bustin out rhymes in a triplet from Dead leaves on the trees in spring cant hear the birds sing a light powdered snow on the ground is glistening vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver a crack in the sky snow is falling and inside we shiver while I doze I suppose I could get lost with a brownskin friend claiming kin to crazy horse I stink of vino, my greasy clothes are rancid but I tip the bottle back the spirits are in me kid Firewater, call it liquid rapture into the flash and flames of my crazy nature firewater, the worlds a mixture of broken liquored people get the picture firewater, call it liquid rapture into the flash and flames of my crazy nature firewater, the worlds a mixture of broken liquored people get the picture Whiskey be spittle at the corners of my mouth Im rather liquored, light flickers I got the shakes and jitters I roll Im like raging bull bumrushin the show hand to my head sway in the fire ive waded into all alone except for the whiskey voices whores laugh neon signs flash other choices I stagger stumble to toast the past while I mumble slur my song slow porno show marquee words crumble Firewater, call it liquid rapture into the flash and flames of my crazy nature firewater, the worlds a mixture of broken liquored people get the picture Firewater, call it liquid rapture into the flash and flames of my crazy nature firewater, the worlds a mixture of broken liquored people get the picture Youre hangin around the house with all your friends steady drinking smoking the green weed and your head is sorta blinking youre going with the flow and everybody is getting plowed and the voices and the music and the noise is getting loud you got a heavy buzz when seven oclock rolls around so you pile inside the clunker start heading down town only nineteen but you know where you can get it so you slide inside the bar and everything is hitting by about eleven oclock, your brain is near dead you really cant remember who was the one who said lets go into the bathroom and meet this guy Chuck hes got a thirty dollar white powder pick me up ten minutes later the whole vibe has changed you try for conversation but you know youre acting strange your eyes are wide open but your smile is gone you just keep fiending till the fucking break of dawn [ Firewater Lyrics ]
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