Wasted - Abhi The Nomad/Harrison Sands.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : shane doe/Harrison Sands/Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi
[00:02.646]Used to be a loser
[00:05.006]Needed me a little tune up
[00:07.497]Tell them mother****ers move out my way
[00:13.060]Mr. Complicated
[00:15.313]Ever since he got the cadence
[00:17.835]They could never try to get on my case
[00:22.193]Mmmm I think I’m
[00:23.012]Wasted off my own supply
[00:26.639]I’m way too fly
[00:29.077]But I know to swing low
[00:33.290]That’s just the way I survive
[00:37.289]Up in the sky
[00:39.298]When I look below
[01:04.058]I always thought I'd play the six strings
[01:06.551]Fingertips started craving ivory
[01:09.375]Visions live amidst the loose leaf
[01:11.644]Fill the tank by switching to the news feed
[01:14.658]Dealing with a couple groupies
[01:16.974]Spitting fiction acting like they knew me
[01:19.545]And these dudes that used to push right through me
[01:22.035]Run your mouth and you might catch a two piece
[01:24.514]Okay
[01:26.008]This room ain’t got space for me
[01:30.142]My heads too big for this place
[01:33.962]Oh I’m no Jesus
[01:39.042]It’s like a fever
[01:44.297]Mmmm I think I’m
[01:45.745]Wasted off my own supply
[01:49.316]I’m way too fly
[01:51.728]But I know to swing low
[01:55.926]That’s just the way I survive
[01:59.802]Up in the sky
[02:01.816]When I look below

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作曲 : shane doe/Harrison Sands/Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi
Used to be a loser
Needed me a little tune up
Tell them mother****ers move out my way
Mr. Complicated
Ever since he got the cadence
They could never try to get on my case
Mmmm I think I’m
Wasted off my own supply
I’m way too fly
But I know to swing low
That’s just the way I survive
Up in the sky
When I look below
I always thought I'd play the six strings
Fingertips started craving ivory
Visions live amidst the loose leaf
Fill the tank by switching to the news feed
Dealing with a couple groupies
Spitting fiction acting like they knew me
And these dudes that used to push right through me
Run your mouth and you might catch a two piece
Okay
This room ain’t got space for me
My heads too big for this place
Oh I’m no Jesus
It’s like a fever
Mmmm I think I’m
Wasted off my own supply
I’m way too fly
But I know to swing low
That’s just the way I survive
Up in the sky
When I look below