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In Her Music Box

アーティスト:Atmosphere  アルバム:When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold 

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She had a bad dream in the back seat The same one as yesterday, the same one as last week Surrounded by her favorite favorites Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket And that little Matchbox, looks just like Dad's car Its fast on the leather, pretends its nascar It jumps over Elmo cause it can fly that far With Daddy in the front seat frontin' like a rap star And girl, oh girl, Daddy's the greatest He knows the words to everything on the radio play list He fakes the accent, even makes all the faces And when he raises his voice it makes her feel like he's famous Yeah Papa got his lean on, a mean one Weavin down Lake Street tryin to get his scene on Stoppin the whip to say something out the window Bobbin his head to the beat, on the radio Good Daddy wont smoke no weed Until the bass cradles her back to sleep But he can steak his mac while she takes a nap To the sweet pretty sounds of the gangsta rap The high hats are angles' voices They keep her distracted from the strangers' voices Escape is a paradox Because the childhood is locked in that music box Daddys drive around, Mommys work night shifts Sweet dreams, sleep little precious Lay down in that music box Escape in the sound of Daddys drive around, Mommys work night shift Sweet dreams, sleep little precious Lay down in that music box Escape in the sound of that music box Yeah, Daddy knows people, he's important


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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