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Oļegs (rekcilwodniw) Daņiļcevs

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Интересы: пристальное наблюдение за потолком в три часа ночи
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Quadeca picking up hands
04:59
[Intro]
Touching the ground
Pick up my hands
Then I turn around
Covered in skin

[Refrain]
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all
And the lamp was still swingin' its cord
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
And I saw
My mother's eyes
For the second time
For the second time (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in
I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets
Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer
I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I— samе basket you carried me
I need you thеre with me, I need you just down the hall
(Just down the hall)

[Verse 1]
I looked up and down, didn't wanna make a sound
I was so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I trace back the ground, flip my placemat around
Try to call, but the dog runs away from me now
I was starin' at the ceiling, I was fuckin' terrified (Oh God!)
I was tryna get these feelings out, inside, I'm paralyzed
Same old tree, seen it all peeking through the blinds
I can't do it, how I used to climb, gravity been getting used to my weight

[Chorus]
Same carpet I crawled in, same bucket I was washed in
I gave all that time to you, I was tryna figure out the faucets
Tall marks on the wall charts, it's the wrong parts gettin' longer
I was standin' so far away, I don't wanna go another day
I— the same basket you carried me
I need you there with me, I need you just down the hall
(Just down the hall)

[Verse 2]
Follow me closely
I wanna know the place you've been
Lazarus skin
Picked up my hands

[Refrain]
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all
And the lamp was still swinging its cord
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
And I saw
Another light
Under your door
Not like before

[Bridge]
It's that room, it's the wall, it's the poster and all
And the lamp was still swinging its cord
(Follow me closely)
It's the shadowy weight and the footsteps I take
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
(I wanna know the place you've been)
Made a mark through the dust on the floor
And I saw
Another light
Under your door
Not like before)

[Outro]
By this point, I thought I would have answers
I thought that was the universal consolation prize
To say, "Thanks for playing, this is what the game was", you know?
Unspoken agreements that make perfect sense until you say them out loud
Tyler, The Creator Sarah
04:47
[Part I]

[Verse 1]
I like my girls skinny with brains
I like my hoodies fucked with Lame
I like my friends imaginary with no names
And I make music for the fuck of it, no fame
Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round
Tried to find ammo but it's none around town
So I went Down South but I ended up North
Uptown sitting on Cloud 9's white porch
And of course, my car's off course
You're so white, my blinkers don't work
I'm trying to let the force be with you, I get you
Music is my first, but I contemplate divorce (Damn)
You make a nigga sing songs nice
You make a nigga's night turn day
And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow
It sucks that I didn't get the chance to say hello (Hi)
I want to eat you out like jello
And mess with your body like the bass and the cello
And tell your mom I said hello, you want to go to prom with–? (Nigga, hell no!)
Fuck (Shit!) and another one, there goes another one

[Chorus]
Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well maybe Cupid won't miss (Blaow!)
Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well maybe Cupid won't miss (Blaow!)

[Bridge: Tyler, the Creator & Sarah]
Maybe? (No)
Maybe? (I'm sorry)
Maybe? (I got a date)
Maybe? (Where's your dad?)

[Verse 2]
I like her L-I-K-E, the only difference is she won't fuck with me
But she will fuck with that vegetable with the hairs full of X's and O's
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator & Sarah]
Tyler, what are you doing?
Shut the fuck up!
Uh-umm…
Shut the fuck-, you gon', you gon' fuckin' love me, bitch
Uhh…
Or I'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head
Mmph!

[Verse 3: Tyler, the Creator & Sarah]
But all I really want is a kiss on the cheek
In private, not public in the streets
And your cupcake I would eat and your toes
'Cause I got a big fetish with the feet
I just want somebody I can see
You can be a gold digger, you ain't got to love me
I'm serious (I love you) I don't ask for much
Your heart literally is what I do want for lunch (Someone help me!)
Now this shit is turning to a habit
I'm the burger king, I gotta have it my way
And truthfully girl you really make my day
I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay
And I can't even look the other way
Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive
L-O-L laughing, you're a gold Oscar and I'm just actin'
And I want your cinema hole, and have our kids play supporting role
Climbing up the pole, Jack and the Beanstalk, bitch it's gold
And I was in loath, I would never get over you (Help me! Help me!), ever, Sarah

[Chorus]
Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well maybe Cupid won't miss (Blaow!)
(Maybe) Another love song about shit
And I'll be rich if I get another diss
Well maybe Cupid won't miss (Blaow!)

[Segue]
You're my lady, you taste so good (Oh no!)
You're my lady, be my lady (Oh no!)
You'll be with me forever (Oh no, blaow!)
I love you, Sarah (Oh no, yes!)

[Part II]

[Verse 4]
Half your body laying on my chest
The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast
And I'ma just take another guess
Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes
Am I crazy? Maybe
But fucked up is how I been lately
Shit, I don't give a fuck
Your family looking for you, wish 'em good luck
Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy
Now you stuck up in my mothafuckin' basement all bloody
And I'm fucking your dead body, your coochie all cummy
Looking in your dead eyes, what the fuck you want from me?

[Refrain]
What did you want from me?
What did you want from me?

[Outro]
(Police!)
I gave you everything
(Police!)
But, I guess I wasn't the one
(This is the police! Open the door!)
I don't know, I don't know
(Open the goddamn door! We have you surrounded, motherfucker!)
(Open up or we'll barge right in!)
Fuck it, Blaow!
Quadeca I MAKE IT LOOK EFFORTLESS
01:08
[Chorus]
(Ah, ah, ah)
I make it look effortless (Ah, ah, ah)
I make it look effortless, uh
Tell you what, I don't need to preface it (Ha-ha, ha-ha)

[Verse]
I'm filling my cup but it's still half empty, I feel like a pessimist
She think she in love but she only half met me
She don't get the sentiment (Ha-ha-ha)
I'll still hold the door open for you on your way out, still be a gentleman
And I'm too far gone (Oh)
Don’t wanna hear about what you are on (Ha-oh)
Lately I must be out my mind
Maybe I gotta draw the line
(Line, line, line, line, line, line)

[Chorus]
I make it look effortless (Ah, ah, ah)
I make it look effortless (Ah, ah, ah)
Tell you what, I don’t need to preface it (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
Make it look effortless (Ah, ah, ah)
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я когда-нибудь bon iver залью ждите
Bon Iver Sh'Diah
04:12
Well, you find the time
Don't you
For the Lord?
But can you find the time
Oh, can't pass it around?
Fever last too long
Fever's rashing on
There's no fountain in silver
How art?
How art?

How often ya gonna see now
Truly what ya cease to be
Will you adjust your scenery?
Well, you find the time don’t you
For the Lord?
Keep it rational
Keep it rational
There's no fountain
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дебютный (на удивление) альбом авант-поп дуэта отваал — хоровод. всё по классике: абстрактные, при этом довольно простые и понятные, тексты; современный и такой же абстрактный звук; хи-хи; ха-ха и хо-хо. имхо лучший релиз группы за всё время их существования, дальше только лучше.

хайлайты: хоровод, свет во дворе, бог есть. 5 доказательств, от этих басов реально тошнит, easy listening, рученьки, дорошка, чуть любя, наискосок.

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2024 кто слышал норм мем или нет
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а слово h4unt чем вам не угодило то cerf ,kznm
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кто-нибудь залейте дискографию тайлера зе креатора в овк мне лень пиздец
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