Subtitles
Madison Cunningham"Subtitles" is a song by Madison Cunningham, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:57 long and contains 38 lines and 265 words.
Lyrics
0:07You and I both know
0:10A meteor is headed right for earth
0:13Yet we can barely take an honest shot at this
0:19But the moon works her hyper illusions
0:23On your face and my confusion
0:26Wanting you is wanting my destruction
0:33The lawn is getting painted
0:35And there's a camera peering from the wall
0:39Humankind gets harder to decode
0:45And I'm deafened by my will to listen
0:49Chokin' on day old ambition
0:53Rowing my umbrella through destruction
0:59I'm not the prophet
1:01Not the sign or the dealer
1:05So it's not for me to say
1:08And no it's not for you to say where it ends
1:13Who could defend the rhyme or reason
1:16When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say
1:27Who's at fault
1:31I stick my head into the heavens
1:34And cram the heavens in my head
1:37And I'm running out of ways to simplify this
1:44And I'm flipping pages ripping paper
1:48Scanning for life in those craters
1:51All I see is you me and survival
1:57I'm not the prophet
2:00Not the sound or the dealer
2:03So it's not for me to say
2:06And no it's not for you to say where it ends
2:11Who could defend the rhyme or reason
2:14When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say
2:25Who's at fault
2:28Think ten steps ahead of yourself
2:32Trust nothing no one else will tell you that
2:38Burning down your life
2:41Is a one-man job
2:53And no it's not for me to say
2:57And no it's not for you to say
You and I both know A meteor is headed right for earth Yet we can barely take an honest shot at this But the moon works her hyper illusions On your face and my confusion Wanting you is wanting my destruction The lawn is getting painted And there's a camera peering from the wall Humankind gets harder to decode And I'm deafened by my will to listen Chokin' on day old ambition Rowing my umbrella through destruction I'm not the prophet Not the sign or the dealer So it's not for me to say And no it's not for you to say where it ends Who could defend the rhyme or reason When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say Who's at fault I stick my head into the heavens And cram the heavens in my head And I'm running out of ways to simplify this And I'm flipping pages ripping paper Scanning for life in those craters All I see is you me and survival I'm not the prophet Not the sound or the dealer So it's not for me to say And no it's not for you to say where it ends Who could defend the rhyme or reason When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say Who's at fault Think ten steps ahead of yourself Trust nothing no one else will tell you that Burning down your life Is a one-man job And no it's not for me to say And no it's not for you to say
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