Testo Adrenaline - Dream feat. PmBata

Testo della canzone Adrenaline (Dream feat. PmBata), tratta dall'album Adrenaline

Simple story 'bout a man that got framed on a wall
Had a picture and a name and a number to call
They started ringing, started singing out his name in the hall
No one wondered if he did it at all
There's a mob at the door, it's about to get bloody
Had some friends by his side who were acting real funny
They said, "The town's outside and it ain't even sunny
And the bounty is a whole lot of money"
He's sweating, he's bleeding, he's having trouble breathing
His friend's died, there's no time, he ain't even grieving
He's kicking, he's screaming, but he can take the beating
So he just keeps repeating
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Stab me in my back, my friend
Fill me with adrenaline
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Kick me, I'll get up again
Fill me with adrenaline
He's getting up, yeah, he's getting up
He's looking rough, he 'bout had enough
And so he stands, puts down his hand
Tries to be a man, tries to be a man
There's a place in his mind where he's still just a kid
And he knows that he's grown, but they're under his skin
'Cause the scars on his back fits the knife in his ribs
Trades an eye for an eye and a fist for a fist
He's sweating, he's bleeding, he's having trouble breathing
His friend's died, there's no time, he ain't even grieving
He's kicking, he's screaming, but he can take the beating
So he just keeps repeating
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Stab me in my back, my friend
Fill me with adrenaline
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Kick me, I'll get up again
Fill me with adrenaline
Yeah, outside tryna mind my business
Whole town tryna bring me down like
Guess I can't trust nobody in it
Lookin' up when they tryna make me look bad
Two faces, which do I look at?
Ain't it crazy how the lames duck and never put 'em up
But seem to love to jab?
My house, my car, take all I have
My friends to foes, the clothes off my back
When they burn it all to a crisp, I'ma build it back up again
Ain't no pit stops on this road trip, only fuel we got's adrenaline
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Stab me in my back, my friend
Fill me with adrenaline
My arms, my legs, my heart, my skull
My brain, my blood, but not my soul
Kick me, I'll get up again
Fill me with adrenaline
Adrenaline
Adrenaline
Adrenaline



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Goldstein, Jesse Saint John, Parker Bata, Clayton Huff, Khristian Hedrick
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