In Her Music Box歌词
  • 歌手:Atmosphere
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    Atmosphere - In Her Music Box
    LRC制作:盛胡兵(QQ519376020)
    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 hes 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 mack while she takes a nap
    To the sweet pretty sounds of the gangster 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 shift
    Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
    Lay down in that music box, Escape in the sound of that music box
    Yeah, Daddy knows people, hes important
    The guy with the suit and tie they see at the court
    And it seems like he ain't tryin to talk to police
    But at the car wash they treat him like the star that she sees
    They like Poppa's big wheels
    And the lollipop she gets makes her feel like a big deal
    Not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still
    Like the toy that she knows is gonna come with the kids meal
    She loves drive-thru food
    Health conscious Dad, he buys her the juice
    A little sip of soda builds the pride
    Go ahead baby-girl don't spill those fries
    Nu-uh, Papa cant roll a messy office
    Compulsive in the way she lay them napkins all across the seat
    Never puts her feet up on the upholstery
    Just kicks em side to side to the beat on the radio
    She sings along like Dad does
    She knows all the words but she leaves out the bad ones
    Except "bitch" she always sings the word "bitch"
    Cause it makes her daddy laugh, its her magic trick
    And when Daddy picks Mommy up they fight
    They fight about money, they fight about life
    So she concentrates oh so hard on the music
    And loses herself inside of the bass and the movement
    Turn that Buick off
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  • [ti:In Her Music Box]
    [ar:Atmosphere]
    [al:When Life Gives You Lemons You Paint That Shit Gold]
    [by:盛胡兵]
    [00:01.53]Atmosphere - In Her Music Box
    [00:12.73]LRC制作:盛胡兵(QQ519376020)
    [00:35.90]
    [00:36.08]She had a bad dream in the back seat
    [00:38.47]The same one as yesterday, the same one as last week
    [00:41.66]Surrounded by her favorite favorites
    [00:43.89]Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket
    [00:46.42]And that little matchbox, looks just like Dad's car
    [00:49.20]Its fast on the leather, pretends its nascar
    [00:51.81]It jumps over Elmo cause it can fly that far
    [00:54.51]With Daddy in the front seat frontin like a rap star
    [00:57.73]And girl, oh girl, Daddy's the greatest
    [00:59.56]He knows the words to everything on the radio play list
    [01:02.45]He fakes the accent, even makes all the faces
    [01:04.81]And when he raises his voice it makes her feel like hes famous
    [01:08.23]Yeah Papa got his lean on, a mean one
    [01:10.35]Weavin down Lake Street tryin to get his scene on
    [01:13.45]Stoppin the whip to say something out the window
    [01:16.13]Bobbin his head to the beat on the radio
    [01:18.94]Good Daddy wont smoke no weed until the bass cradles her back to sleep
    [01:23.78]But he can steak his mack while she takes a nap
    [01:26.38]To the sweet pretty sounds of the gangster rap
    [01:29.84]The high hats are angles' voices
    [01:31.79]They keep her distracted from the strangers' voices
    [01:35.11]Escape is a paradox because the childhood is locked in that music box
    [03:15.80][01:39.90]
    [03:26.44][03:15.99][01:50.58][01:40.10]Daddys drive around, Mommys work night shift
    [03:29.52][03:18.89][01:53.70][01:43.10]Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
    [03:32.08][03:21.40][01:56.18][01:45.57]Lay down in that music box, Escape in the sound of that music box
    [02:10.82]
    [02:11.96]Yeah, Daddy knows people, hes important
    [02:14.38]The guy with the suit and tie they see at the court
    [02:16.91]And it seems like he ain't tryin to talk to police
    [02:19.41]But at the car wash they treat him like the star that she sees
    [02:23.01]They like Poppa's big wheels
    [02:24.77]And the lollipop she gets makes her feel like a big deal
    [02:27.82]Not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still
    [02:30.20]Like the toy that she knows is gonna come with the kids meal
    [02:33.91]She loves drive-thru food
    [02:35.69]Health conscious Dad, he buys her the juice
    [02:38.29]A little sip of soda builds the pride
    [02:39.96]Go ahead baby-girl don't spill those fries
    [02:43.92]Nu-uh, Papa cant roll a messy office
    [02:46.27]Compulsive in the way she lay them napkins all across the seat
    [02:49.41]Never puts her feet up on the upholstery
    [02:52.75]Just kicks em side to side to the beat on the radio
    [02:55.24]She sings along like Dad does
    [02:56.90]She knows all the words but she leaves out the bad ones
    [02:59.77]Except "bitch" she always sings the word "bitch"
    [03:02.20]Cause it makes her daddy laugh, its her magic trick
    [03:04.81]And when Daddy picks Mommy up they fight
    [03:07.61]They fight about money, they fight about life
    [03:10.25]So she concentrates oh so hard on the music
    [03:12.83]And loses herself inside of the bass and the movement
    [03:37.17]
    [03:38.06]Turn that Buick off
    [03:56.58]
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