dominic fike《white keys》[MP3-320K]

作曲 : John Cunningham/Dominic Fike
Aight, pitch black Chevy antique, I was seventeen
I ain’t have nothing but some tees and a pair of jeans
Pine trees, but it smell like weed in the front seat
You was en route to being famous and everything
White keys, ’cause she’s way too major for everything
I wanna be a part of it, what you got going on?
Isn’t as sad as you make it out to be
I wanna be mad, but you take it out of me
1995, teens in the Florida breeze (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ice cream, she was so sweet before everything
Tight squeeze, tryna fit me into everyday (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
But you never came
The world is movin’, we were never meant to stay
But I was working on the world
I guess I thought that if I gave you what I had
I guess I thought that it would work
I never knew (Oh)
It was because of you (Oh)
I never knew
Oh, I guess I never-
Woah
Aight, rich ass, tryna fit my g’s in these Prada jeans
Mismatchin’ with my Celine’s king of everything
Fifth stack comin’ in this week, I bought everything
Dispatchin’ with all the g’s pull up wreck the scene
White keys ’cause she’s way too major for everything
The kids want distance, somewhat
Then I feel my heart inside my back
I made a point to be intact
And you don’t even keep it whole some with me
You were singin’ no songs with me
The world is movin’, we were never meant to stay (Oh-oh-oh)
But I was workin’ on the world (Oh-oh-oh)
I guess I thought that if I gave you what I had (Oh-oh-oh)
I guess I thought that it would work (Oh-oh-oh)
I never knew (Oh)
It was because of you (Oh)
I never knew
Oh, I guess I never-
Woah