Представляем точный текст композиции "Get Gone" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fiona Apple . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Get Gone» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fiona Apple передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fiona Apple - "Get Gone"
Lyrics to Get Gone : How many times do I have to say To get away, get gone Flip your shit past another lasses Humble dwelling You got your game, made your shot And you got away With a lot, but Im not turned-on So put away that meat youre selling Cause I do know whats good for me And Ive done what I could for you But youre not benefiting, and yet Im sitting Singing again, sing, sing again How can I deal with this, if he wont get with this Am I gonna heal from this, he wont admit to it Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out Its time the truth was out that he dont give a shit about me Cause I do know whats good for me And Ive done what I could for you But youre not benefiting, and yet Im sitting Singing again, sing, sing again How can I deal with this, if he wont get with this Am I gonna heal from this, he wont admit to it Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out Its time the truth was out that he dont give a shit about me How many times can it escalate Till it elevates to a place I cant breathe' And I must decide, if you must deride That Im much obliged to up and go Ill idealize, then realize That its no sacrifice, because the price is paid And theres nothing left to grieve Fuckin go Cause Ive done what I could for you And I do know whats good for me And Im not benefiting Instead Im sitting singing again, singing again Singing again, sing, sing, sing again How can I deal with this, if he wont get with this Am I gonna heal from this, he wont admit to it Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out Its time the truth was out that he dont give a shit about me How can I deal with this, if he wont get with this Am I gonna heal from this, he wont admit to it Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out Its time the truth was out that he dont give a shit about me [ Get Gone Lyrics ]
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