O Que Estou Ouvindo Atualmente

O Que Estou Ouvindo Atualmente

20 de Janeiro de 2018 2018 Annie Recomendações 0

 

01 Copycat

Billie Eilish, é uma cantora e compositora da gravadora Interscope Records.
Gêneros: Art Pop, Dark Pop, Electropop

 Copycat

Don’t be cautious, don’t be kind
You’re committed, I’m your crime
Push my button anytime
You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger finger’s mine
Silver dollar, golden flame
Dirty water, poison rain
Perfect murder, take your aim
I don’t belong to anyone, but everybody knows my name

By the way, you’ve been uninvited
Cause all you say are all the same things I did

Copycat trying to cop my manner
Watch your back when you can’t watch mind
Copycat trying to cop my glamor
Why so sad, bunny can’t have mine

Call me calloused, call me cold
You’re italic, I’m in bold
Call me cocky, watch your tone
You better love me ’cause you’re just a clone

By the way, you’ve been uninvited
Cause all you say are all the same things I did

Copycat trying to cop my manner
Watch your back when you can’t watch mind
Copycat trying to cop my glamor
Why so sad, bunny can’t have mine

Mine
I would hate to see you go
Hate to be the one who told you so
You just crossed the line
You’ve run out of time
I’m so sorry, now you know
Sorry I’m the one that told you so
Sorry, sorry, I’m sorry, sorry
Psych!

By the way, you’ve been uninvited
Cause all you say are all the same things I did

Copycat trying to cop my manner
Watch your back when you can’t watch mind
Copycat trying to cop my glamor
Why so sad, bunny? Can’t have mine

 

02 I Went Too Far

Aurora é uma cantora e compositora norueguesa.
Gêneros: Indie Pop, Alternativo, Pop Barroco

I Went Too Far

I went too far when I was begging on my knees
Begging for your arms, for you to hold them around me
I went too far and kissed the ground beneath your feet
Waiting for your love, waiting for our eyes to meet

Crying give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight
Oh, give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight

I went too far when I was begging on my knees
When I cut my hands, so you could stand and watch me bleed
I went too far and kissed the ground beneath your feet
Standing in my blood, it was a taste of bittersweet

Crying give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight
Oh, give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight

Why can’t I turn around and walk away?
Go back in time?
I’ll have to turn around and walk away
I couldn’t stay, I had to walk away

I’m left behind with an empty hole
And everything I am is gone
I tried to reach for another soul
So I can feel whole

Oh, give me some love
Oh, give me some love

Oh, give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight
Oh, give me some love, give me some love and hold me
Give me some love and hold me tight

Why can’t I turn around and walk away?
Go back in time?
I’ll have to turn around and walk away
I couldn’t stay, I had to walk away
Give me some love

 

03 The Magic

Lola Blanc é uma cantora, compositora, atriz, modelo e escritora norte americana.
Gêneros: Indie Pop, Indie Rock, Dark Cabaret

The Magic

Wish I could feel what I can’t see
Float like a butterfly, scream like a banshee
Somethings hiding in the pantry
But I can’t find it so would you please
Enchant me
Give me a potion
For my devotion
To the emotion

I’ve yet to surrender to tales of forever
But never say never my dear

Can you make me believe it
At night when I call for the magic
Cause I just wanna feel it
When things go bump in the attic, baby
Like a rabbit pulled from a hat
Or that any true love can match
Can you help me to see it
Cause I want to believe in the magic

Cast all your spells onto me
Touch me with your wand till the light shines through me
Come on baby let’s get spooky
I don’t know if it’s real, but I want it to be
If there’s an omen
I wanna know when
My eyes are open

 I’ve yet to surrender to tales of forever
But never say never my dear

Can you make me believe it
At night when I call for the magic
Cause I just wanna feel it
When things go bump in the attic, baby
Like a rabbit pulled from a hat
Or that any true love can match
Can you help me to see it
Cause I want to believe in the magic

Fairy tales and sleeping beauties
Magic like what’s in the movies
Want to know it absolutely
Like you do, like you do
But I felt something when you held me
Maybe one more kiss could help me
Close your eyes, your lips will tell me
If it’s true, if it’s true
Ooh, ooh, baby

Can you make me believe it
At night when I call for the magic
Cause I just wanna feel it
When things go bump in the attic, baby
Like a rabbit pulled from a hat
Or that any true love can match
Can you help me to see it
Cause I want to believe in the magic

Cause I want to believe in the magic
Cause I want to believe in the magic

 

04 Kids (Ain’t All Right)

Grace Mitchell é uma cantora e compositora norte americana.
Gêneros: Alternativa/Indie

Kids (Ain’t All Right)

If you came in late
Then you would have missed the early warning
Now we pray for our mistakes
Thrown right in our face; is no one sorry?

(Ooh, ooh)
I’ve been so blind
(Ooh, ooh)
The kids ain’t all right

Why is everything so stupid now?
I’ve been drinking my delusions down
(Ooh, ooh)
I’ve been so blind
(Ooh, ooh)
The kids ain’t all right
The kids ain’t all right

Now you get what you made
Land of the queer and patriotic
Playing it safe
You want me to finish what you started

 (Ooh, ooh)
I’ve been so blind
(Ooh, ooh)
The kids ain’t all right

Why is everything so stupid now?
I’ve been drinking my delusions down
(Ooh, ooh)
I’ve been so blind
(Ooh, ooh)
The kids ain’t all right

The kids ain’t all right
The kids ain’t all right
The kids ain’t all right
Kids ain’t all right
The kids ain’t all right

 

05 Fire Breather

Laurel é uma cantora britânica.
Gêneros: Pop Alternativo e Indie Rock

Fire Breather

Town cryer, village flyer
Got a skull and crossbones on his chest
And I can’t resist, when he looks like this
All his other girls, face on magazines
Big blue eyes, oh I don’t know what it means
No, what does he want from me?

We’re hanging in the bars
Running after cars to get home
Wishing on the stars, wonder what you are
I just don’t know, he’s beautiful
Maybe he shined a little more than me

No, it’s too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door
Smoke rise, trying to survive inside your arms

Fire breather breathing the fire into
Fire breather, I’m trying to survive inside your arms

Flame thrower at the show
Make my heart melt in the middle of the room
No I can’t stay away
Now I’m begging you to stay, oh

Sitting through the days I’m wasting away till the weekends
Running on the green, through the sticks of the suburbs
I learnt, maybe you shined a little more than me

No, it’s too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door
Smoke rise, trying to survive inside your arms

Fire breather breathing the fire into
Fire breather
Fire breather breathing the fire into

No, it’s too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door
Smoke rise, trying to survive inside your arms

 

 

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