Представляем точный текст композиции "Clock Hands & Strapped Wrists" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Code Poets (Off Topic & Phase Fate) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Clock Hands & Strapped Wrists» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Code Poets (Off Topic & Phase Fate) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Code Poets (Off Topic & Phase Fate) - "Clock Hands & Strapped Wrists"
Lyrics to Clock Hands & Strapped Wrists : [Off Topic:] A product of unsuspecting parents I personify the expiring actress who could care less With high horses and pale riders Low frequencies at sale prices Off Topic, no hyphen Earned a permit to go for broke license Promod more CDs than America Online did But thats fine Cinch my belt and grit teeth Now squeaky-clean peeps ask me 'How many mice is meece'' Cheerleader captain for my own cause Under all this PC and PR shit Im sporting brass balls Unpopular vote caster-way close to the edge Remember, if you push me in, Im in your head More gaudy than a poverty-stricken lottery winners fingers And I flaunt it like a peacocks feathers in mating weather A political prisoner in a war of words Where a moral victory comes second to what you heard Im a make a run at it Do back flips and acrobatics Like an addict, erratic Ive had it Light the matches if I slip Im ready to handle my business I got this Fuck expectations and fuck limits Cant be stopped like Invincible Doug By time, money, sickness, injury, intervention, or true love I got the right attitude and the right drugs So I decide whos who In a big world of bad blood [Off Topic:] When I was young, I had a lot of friends that shared a hope Now Im older, and Ive seen a lot of dreams go up in smoke Or fade away as every day becomes the same I remember when the mornings made me glad to be awake But now they dont And nothings changed But my ability for individuality By the time you realize theyre crushing you Its too much weight And if you drop it, itll kill you And I havent got the strength So every time I take a step I gotta stop and take a break To the ones who make more enemies than friends And think its not them Who break when they should just bend You try living in this deaf-mute town Where fresh fruit dries out and free birds drown Youre not down You cant compete lyrically I dont battle Silly rappers cant rattle me Thats my mentality Status, cars and jewelry never meant that much to me, man So rap about a wristband Its no contest for the context of my content When I rep-sent like a pres-dent, constant Now I walk backwards for the hindsight I need the illusion of control in my life [Off Topic:] Im Big Brothers father Mother Natures brother Father Times cousin Lady Lucks husband Timebender Clock hands No man can touch Learn much and Watch face Count down the frames Strap wrists and wear cuts Wind-up the subject And find out what fate left for you inside the love letter You should know better but you still pine for it Stupid motherfuckers think they got time to give [ Clock Hands & Strapped Wrists Lyrics ]
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