Post by Matronic on Oct 26, 2019 12:06:44 GMT -3
Data de lançamento: 26/10/2019
Gênero: Rock
Duração: 3:16
Compositores: Shadows Of The Night
Produtores: Shadows Of The Night
Após o fracasso do buzz single "You're Not A God" e umas semanas sumindo da mídia, voltaram em surpresa com o single "LOADED" que é basicamente sobre vender a alma para o diabo, perfeito para o clima de Halloween e diferente da sonoridade do buzz single, que agora, tem mais rock.
{Spoiler}
Hey father, I can feel a
Fever eating out this home
In the hallway, voices say
Kill the things that you love the most
There's some space in the valley of the gods
Sign your name on the dotted line above
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
I can see Central Park
Reflected in your eyes
But there's no passion, there's no spark
In the pupils nor the whites
Daddy's cool with a bullet 'tween his eyes
Momma too, she's payed up for her crimes
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
My home and my possessions, they rendered me a slave
So I set my heart free, I went home and blew it all away
The espresso machine drip, the plasma screensplain
The hum of the V8 whip, baby go home blow it all away
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
Hey father, I can feel a
Fever eating out this home
In the hallway, voices say
Kill the things that you love the most
There's some space in the valley of the gods
Sign your name on the dotted line above
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
I can see Central Park
Reflected in your eyes
But there's no passion, there's no spark
In the pupils nor the whites
Daddy's cool with a bullet 'tween his eyes
Momma too, she's payed up for her crimes
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
My home and my possessions, they rendered me a slave
So I set my heart free, I went home and blew it all away
The espresso machine drip, the plasma screensplain
The hum of the V8 whip, baby go home blow it all away
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
Yeah, I sold my soul to the devil tonight
'Cause I was pretty fucking poor
Take your elevator up to your sky
I'm gonna be on the TV tonight
I sold my soul to the devil tonight
And I'm still pretty fucking poor
But my gun is fucking loaded
