歌词
作词 : Malik Yusef/Kanye West/Carole Bayer Sager/Carmen Reece/Mike Dean/Trade Martin/Jahron Brathwaite/Noah Goldstein/Jorden Thorpe/Terrence Boykin/Kenneth Pershon/Francis Starlite/Danielle Balbuena/Cydel Young/Dexter Mills/Shirley Ann Lee
作曲 : Malik Yusef/Kanye West/Carole Bayer Sager/Carmen Reece/Mike Dean/Trade Martin/Jahron Brathwaite/Noah Goldstein/Jorden Thorpe/Terrence Boykin/Kenneth Pershon/Francis Starlite/Danielle Balbuena/Cydel Young/Dexter Mills/Shirley Ann Lee
Some day, some day
Some day I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown
Some day, some day, some day
I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
Hold up, hold up
Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday
Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm
Uh, some days, not gonna please everybody
Some days I wanna hit the red dot on everybody
Some days, ohh (Heatstroke)
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' mariju*na
Now that I'm livin' high, I do what I wanna, oh, yeah
I've been tryin' to make you love me
But everything I try just takes you further from me
Some day we gon' set it off
Some day we gon' get this off
Baby, don't you bet it all
On a pack of Fentanyl
You might think they wrote you off
They gon' have to rope me off
Someday the drama'll be gone
And they'll play this song on and on
Sometimes I take all the shine
Talk like I drank all the wine
Years ahead but way behind
I'm on one, two, three, four, five
No half-truths, just naked minds
Caught between space and time
This not what we had in mind
But maybe some day
I've been tryin' to make you love me
But everything I try just takes you further from me
Woah, once again I am a child
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
Of everything that I know, yeah
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Samples：Take Me For a Little While—Vanilla Fudge
Someday—Shirley Ann Lee