Nothing | I Hate The Flowers (Slowed)

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  • Опубликовано: 29 июн 2023
  • Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the music and art used in this video. All rights belong to the owner. No Copyright Infringement Intended.
    Lyrics:
    Street cleaners
    Waking me
    Flu infected city
    Prostitutes of sleep
    Pummeled brain
    Late L train
    Manhattan rain
    Terrible shame
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins and the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch
    First Ave stop
    Fear of fate
    Live forever
    No escape
    Human sound
    City voice
    Weighing down
    Sickening noise
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins and the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch
    Lost in a dream, but it wasn't oh well
    Shook outta heaven, fell into hell
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins and the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch
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Комментарии • 2

  • @Poignant_Ritual
    @Poignant_Ritual Год назад +4

    I remember brooding to this one when I first moved to Sacramento in late September. Sat by the window at twilight and watched a bunch of bats fly by the Sycamore tree in the alley below my apartment. Keep uploading man you're slowing all my favorite artists.

  • @Danny-kcduh
    @Danny-kcduh 5 месяцев назад +2

    Street cleaners
    Waking me
    Flu infected city
    Prostitutes of sleep
    Pummeled brain
    Late L train
    Manhattan rain
    Terrible shame
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins and the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch
    First Ave stop
    Fear of fate
    Live forever
    No escape
    Human sound
    City voice
    Weighing down
    Sickening noise
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins and the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch
    Lost in a dream, but it wasn't oh well
    Shook outta heaven, fell into hell
    Stop all the clocks in my brain
    Clog all the veins in the drains
    Build a coffin around this house
    Dismantle the sun from the couch