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Shy — Kiss The Risk
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- Размер10.66 MB
- Длительность04:39
- Битрейт320 kbps
- КаналStereo
- Частота44100 Hz
- ДобавленоСегодня, 13:48
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Shy — Kiss The Risk
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It's the risk, it's the risk, no safety net
Mind goes left, I dodge the dead
One step in, no exercise
Bend that line and make it mine
It's the risk, it's the risk
I manufacture decisions
Wrist talk
Wrist watch
Seconds getting thin
I lose once
Use once
Turn the loss into a winner
Plot twist
Logic flip
Paradox in motion
I put chaos in a box then
I sell it as emotion
Cold room
Gold moon
Color start
The fracture
Work split
World shift
Every thought gets captured
Left lane
Right brain
Both collide and spark
I can see ten different doors when
I'm staring at the dark
Critical
Bend the frame
Lose the map
Rename the game
Step too close
Then I shift.
You next time bye bye bye bye
Bye a lie
Every ceiling starts replying
Numbers melt
Letters tilt
Language losing gravity
I can read between the words
Like it written telepathically
Silk suit
Quick wit
Six moves in a sentence
Every comma hides a clause
Every pause contains intention
Gold dust
Cold trust
Velvet over voltage
I turn a little pressure into psychological horsepower
Round table unstable
Geometry is bending beginning
It looks like ending
Every end is fuss pretending
I don't chase the time
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye, it's the risk, it's the risk
Flip one switch, switch, switch, and watch the shift
Black door, black floor, footsteps in the factor
One thought splits twice, now the thought becomes a tactical mind game
Fine brain, every detail microscopic
I make the impossible feel almost methodoscopic
Risking my teeth, every sentence takes electric
Words turn, world burn
Syntax, it's kinetic, sharp phrase
Left breathless
Watch the whole perspective buckle
I turn the dead end into ten exits with the mental muscle
Hot stakes
Mind games
No panic in the static
Chaos looks traumatic when you don't understand the tactic
I don't need a straight goal when the crooked one is quicker
I bend the rules of gravity until every move gets slicker
Kiss the wrist
Kiss the wrist
Twist the twist and flip the flip
Bite the bite then light the lip
Fall so hard
I make it
Kiss the wrist
Kiss the wrist
Bye bye bye bye bye.
Be right back
Mind goes left, I dodge the dead
One step in, no exercise
Bend that line and make it mine
It's the risk, it's the risk
I manufacture decisions
Wrist talk
Wrist watch
Seconds getting thin
I lose once
Use once
Turn the loss into a winner
Plot twist
Logic flip
Paradox in motion
I put chaos in a box then
I sell it as emotion
Cold room
Gold moon
Color start
The fracture
Work split
World shift
Every thought gets captured
Left lane
Right brain
Both collide and spark
I can see ten different doors when
I'm staring at the dark
Critical
Bend the frame
Lose the map
Rename the game
Step too close
Then I shift.
You next time bye bye bye bye
Bye a lie
Every ceiling starts replying
Numbers melt
Letters tilt
Language losing gravity
I can read between the words
Like it written telepathically
Silk suit
Quick wit
Six moves in a sentence
Every comma hides a clause
Every pause contains intention
Gold dust
Cold trust
Velvet over voltage
I turn a little pressure into psychological horsepower
Round table unstable
Geometry is bending beginning
It looks like ending
Every end is fuss pretending
I don't chase the time
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye, it's the risk, it's the risk
Flip one switch, switch, switch, and watch the shift
Black door, black floor, footsteps in the factor
One thought splits twice, now the thought becomes a tactical mind game
Fine brain, every detail microscopic
I make the impossible feel almost methodoscopic
Risking my teeth, every sentence takes electric
Words turn, world burn
Syntax, it's kinetic, sharp phrase
Left breathless
Watch the whole perspective buckle
I turn the dead end into ten exits with the mental muscle
Hot stakes
Mind games
No panic in the static
Chaos looks traumatic when you don't understand the tactic
I don't need a straight goal when the crooked one is quicker
I bend the rules of gravity until every move gets slicker
Kiss the wrist
Kiss the wrist
Twist the twist and flip the flip
Bite the bite then light the lip
Fall so hard
I make it
Kiss the wrist
Kiss the wrist
Bye bye bye bye bye.
Be right back