作词 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
作曲 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
I don’t want to play house
I don’t want to play doll
Most of all, won’t set foot in a mall
Cuz I got one life
One life
One easy life
It feels so good
Like 32 should
The globe is my desert
You domestic turd
Brace yourself, be nice
Be nice
Stay nice
But then I think about what you said
It must be getting to my head
The clock
Is getting to my head
The clock
What? What?
The clock
That clingy little ****
I don’t want play mouse
I’d rather cat’em all
Or maybe be the bread bearing
Dad that works abroad
Let you play the wife, my wife
My pretty wife
I still can’t be alone
I got to build a home
I’m so afraid of death
You can smell it on my breath
In the morning I’m rotting
So rotten
Inside
It’s just the way you said
It’s getting to my head
That clingy little ****
A blessing to be bred
Is tryna ruin my life
Ma life
Ma easy life
What if it’s me I’m born to serve?
Aim at what I don’t deserve?
The clock
Don’t let it get into my head, what? What?
The clock
Clingy little ****
The clock
Huh aye huh
🎵
LRC歌词版本
作词 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
作曲 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
I don’t want to play house
I don’t want to play doll
Most of all, won’t set foot in a mall
Cuz I got one life
One life
One easy life
It feels so good
Like 32 should
The globe is my desert
You domestic turd
Brace yourself, be nice
Be nice
Stay nice
But then I think about what you said
It must be getting to my head
The clock
Is getting to my head
The clock
What? What?
The clock
That clingy little ****
I don’t want play mouse
I’d rather cat’em all
Or maybe be the bread bearing
Dad that works abroad
Let you play the wife, my wife
My pretty wife
I still can’t be alone
I got to build a home
I’m so afraid of death
You can smell it on my breath
In the morning I’m rotting
So rotten
Inside
It’s just the way you said
It’s getting to my head
That clingy little ****
A blessing to be bred
Is tryna ruin my life
Ma life
Ma easy life
What if it’s me I’m born to serve?
Aim at what I don’t deserve?
The clock
Don’t let it get into my head, what? What?
The clock
Clingy little ****
The clock
Huh aye huh
📝
纯歌词版本
作词 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
作曲 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
I don’t want to play house
I don’t want to play doll
Most of all, won’t set foot in a mall
Cuz I got one life
One life
One easy life
It feels so good
Like 32 should
The globe is my desert
You domestic turd
Brace yourself, be nice
Be nice
Stay nice
But then I think about what you said
It must be getting to my head
The clock
Is getting to my head
The clock
What? What?
The clock
That clingy little ****
I don’t want play mouse
I’d rather cat’em all
Or maybe be the bread bearing
Dad that works abroad
Let you play the wife, my wife
My pretty wife
I still can’t be alone
I got to build a home
I’m so afraid of death
You can smell it on my breath
In the morning I’m rotting
So rotten
Inside
It’s just the way you said
It’s getting to my head
That clingy little ****
A blessing to be bred
Is tryna ruin my life
Ma life
Ma easy life
What if it’s me I’m born to serve?
Aim at what I don’t deserve?
The clock
Don’t let it get into my head, what? What?
The clock
Clingy little ****
The clock
Huh aye huh
🎵
LRC歌词版本
作词 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
作曲 : Barba Clement/Bertocchi Sacha/Caillat Simon/Coll Pierre/Elineau Vianney/Poublan Elisa
I don’t want to play house
I don’t want to play doll
Most of all, won’t set foot in a mall
Cuz I got one life
One life
One easy life
It feels so good
Like 32 should
The globe is my desert
You domestic turd
Brace yourself, be nice
Be nice
Stay nice
But then I think about what you said
It must be getting to my head
The clock
Is getting to my head
The clock
What? What?
The clock
That clingy little ****
I don’t want play mouse
I’d rather cat’em all
Or maybe be the bread bearing
Dad that works abroad
Let you play the wife, my wife
My pretty wife
I still can’t be alone
I got to build a home
I’m so afraid of death
You can smell it on my breath
In the morning I’m rotting
So rotten
Inside
It’s just the way you said
It’s getting to my head
That clingy little ****
A blessing to be bred
Is tryna ruin my life
Ma life
Ma easy life
What if it’s me I’m born to serve?
Aim at what I don’t deserve?
The clock
Don’t let it get into my head, what? What?
The clock
Clingy little ****
The clock
Huh aye huh