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  • 作曲 : Jordan Cardy/Ronan Patrick Lilley/Casso Clay
    I took a walk, took a turn, went around the bend
    Saw my life burn with the summer's end
    And unconscious rendered, I just watched the ember
    Then I took all this venom, filled up my pen
    I've got a lot to give but nothing to lend
    Watch on my wrist, I'm still late again
    With enemies like this, who needs a friend?
    Man, I throw them away with the sticks and stems
    I write a letter, then I stamp and I stick and send
    I was banged up, now I'm on the mend
    I'm back in it, back on it, addicted crack chronic
    My tonic, never long it on the bonnet cause it just hit
    In the morning looking rustic, take a sip
    Take a hit, plus this it'll lick
    Met this chick, she was fit, I was pissed, hit-or-miss
    I'mma try it, what's the odds, chances? Multiply it
    I'mma start a riot, steam, roast, fry it
    Dry it, smoke it, losing my focus
    Hocus pocus, I'm a wizard with the potion
    Roll in slow-motion, I know that they're hoping
    For Casso to return again
    Writing so much that I burnt the pen, but when, where
    Were you when the sun went down?
    Sunlight killed off by the darkest cloud
    And there's rain falling down on my parade
    And every day it just fades to grey
    And I fade to black, try to relax and sit back
    But in fact, every time, I'm stopped in my tracks
    Stopped in my tracks
    But it's the same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old act
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    When the streetlights go out, this a whole different place
    Can hear the people talking but can't see their face
    They don't like me, they're gonna try get to my case
    Shouted to me, he gonna put me in my place
    Now I'm running, sweating, the odds against me
    Are getting slimmer, so I'm [?] from the scene
    Of corrupt man and teens
    Who wanna take out my two front teeth
    **** me up or get me, ow
    Well, I'm effing and blinding, I'm fed up, done trying
    **** off, I ain't crying, no, I ain't lying
    No Big Issue for me today
    I ain't buying, quit whining and finding myself
    Afraid it's bad health
    One day I hope to earn myself a bit of nice wealth
    Cause maybe I'm ****** in the head like Henry Lee
    Lucas, serial mass murderer
    Send me your mixtape, I probably ain't heard of ya
    See a man's want of crime for structure
    Probably ****** up, young mother, no father
    I figure, smoke another ciga
    Don't worry about your arms, the flab makes you look a bit bigger
    Trigger-happy teen when it came to c*****g
    Now he's chasing kids around like supermarket running
    Where's your future at, shopping for young sons at Gap?
    Maybe should've put a johnny on the end of your tat
    But it's the same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old act
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    The same old train, the same old tracks
    A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Jordan Cardy/Ronan Patrick Lilley/Casso Clay
    [00:04.51]I took a walk, took a turn, went around the bend
    [00:07.01]Saw my life burn with the summer's end
    [00:09.22]And unconscious rendered, I just watched the ember
    [00:11.56]Then I took all this venom, filled up my pen
    [00:13.80]I've got a lot to give but nothing to lend
    [00:16.16]Watch on my wrist, I'm still late again
    [00:18.30]With enemies like this, who needs a friend?
    [00:20.71]Man, I throw them away with the sticks and stems
    [00:22.95]I write a letter, then I stamp and I stick and send
    [00:25.70]I was banged up, now I'm on the mend
    [00:27.48]I'm back in it, back on it, addicted crack chronic
    [00:29.96]My tonic, never long it on the bonnet cause it just hit
    [00:32.56]In the morning looking rustic, take a sip
    [00:34.66]Take a hit, plus this it'll lick
    [00:36.43]Met this chick, she was fit, I was pissed, hit-or-miss
    [00:39.11]I'mma try it, what's the odds, chances? Multiply it
    [00:41.56]I'mma start a riot, steam, roast, fry it
    [00:43.85]Dry it, smoke it, losing my focus
    [00:46.13]Hocus pocus, I'm a wizard with the potion
    [00:48.22]Roll in slow-motion, I know that they're hoping
    [00:50.45]For Casso to return again
    [00:52.40]Writing so much that I burnt the pen, but when, where
    [00:55.04]Were you when the sun went down?
    [00:57.05]Sunlight killed off by the darkest cloud
    [00:58.98]And there's rain falling down on my parade
    [01:01.28]And every day it just fades to grey
    [01:03.62]And I fade to black, try to relax and sit back
    [01:06.67]But in fact, every time, I'm stopped in my tracks
    [01:10.59]Stopped in my tracks
    [01:13.44]But it's the same old train, the same old tracks
    [01:16.03]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [01:18.22]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [01:20.56]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [01:22.85]The same old train, the same old act
    [01:25.15]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [01:27.28]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [01:29.73]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [01:32.11]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [01:34.14]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [01:45.54]When the streetlights go out, this a whole different place
    [01:47.83]Can hear the people talking but can't see their face
    [01:50.17]They don't like me, they're gonna try get to my case
    [01:52.46]Shouted to me, he gonna put me in my place
    [01:54.74]Now I'm running, sweating, the odds against me
    [01:57.09]Are getting slimmer, so I'm [?] from the scene
    [01:59.35]Of corrupt man and teens
    [02:00.87]Who wanna take out my two front teeth
    [02:02.95]**** me up or get me, ow
    [02:04.48]Well, I'm effing and blinding, I'm fed up, done trying
    [02:06.35]**** off, I ain't crying, no, I ain't lying
    [02:08.69]No Big Issue for me today
    [02:10.79]I ain't buying, quit whining and finding myself
    [02:13.70]Afraid it's bad health
    [02:14.97]One day I hope to earn myself a bit of nice wealth
    [02:16.98]Cause maybe I'm ****** in the head like Henry Lee
    [02:22.92]Lucas, serial mass murderer
    [02:24.86]Send me your mixtape, I probably ain't heard of ya
    [02:27.50]See a man's want of crime for structure
    [02:29.38]Probably ****** up, young mother, no father
    [02:31.85]I figure, smoke another ciga
    [02:33.52]Don't worry about your arms, the flab makes you look a bit bigger
    [02:36.31]Trigger-happy teen when it came to c*****g
    [02:38.43]Now he's chasing kids around like supermarket running
    [02:40.77]Where's your future at, shopping for young sons at Gap?
    [02:43.59]Maybe should've put a johnny on the end of your tat
    [02:47.28]But it's the same old train, the same old tracks
    [02:50.51]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [02:52.49]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [02:54.70]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [02:56.94]The same old train, the same old act
    [02:59.24]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:01.42]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:03.77]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:06.16]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:09.16]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:10.68]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:12.99]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:15.23]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:17.49]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:19.77]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:22.12]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks
    [03:24.37]The same old train, the same old tracks
    [03:26.86]A new lick of paint covers pain in the cracks