โหลดเพลง mp3 All My Friends - Snakehips

All My Friends (所有的朋友) - Snakehips/Tinashe (缇娜雪)/Chance The Rapper
Written by：Oliver Dickinson/James David/Cass Lowe/Chancelor J Bennett
Tinashe:

We open with the vultures kissing the cannibals

Sure I get lonely when I'm the only

Only human in the heaving heat of the animals

Bitter brown salt stinging on my tongue and I
I will not waiver heart will not wait its turn

It will beat it will burn burn burn your love into the ground

With the lips of another

'Til you get lonely sure I get lonely sometimes
Both:
All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club
Man I drink too much

Another Friday night I wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed
Chance the Rapper:
I hate the bar

Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic took the car

We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it skrrr
Crash on the floor catch the zzz's

Popping the polar opposite to the NZT
Hip hop and the propaganda say they name brand
But I done seen how the xan did my main man
The nights we won't remember
Are the nights we won't remember
I'll be gone 'till November
All my city calls me Simba
Dreams are made for cages *
Lions are for real *
Dying is for real *s dying off of pills *
Friday's are for chill and I escaped the treachery
I just had to rest in peace the recipe
The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan
If you're up right now hope you hear what I'm saying
Hope you hear what I'm saying
Both:
All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club

Man I drink too much

Another Friday night I wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed
Tinashe:
Do you get lonely

Sure I get lonely some nights

When the angels on my shoulder

Slump my head
I'm stuck here with the vultures

Hissing and circling

You didn't call me call me call me call me

I'm crawling I'm crawling crawling crawling back to you
Both:
All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed

All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club
Man I drink too much
Another Friday night I wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed