Alec Bradshaw - Carnival Ride
Feb 5, 2023 2:17:46 GMT
Post by vini on Feb 5, 2023 2:17:46 GMT
"Carnival Ride" is an official single by the singer Alec Bradshaw.
Written by Alec Bradshaw, co-written by Adam Krauss, Oliver Skies;
Produced by Goldie Bellamy, Adam Krauss and Oliver Skies;
Mastered by Crystal Venus sand Jordan Fish ;
Genres: Rock [Alternative Rock, Progressive Rock]; Metal [Alternative Metal]; Pop [Pop-Rock]
Length: 03 minutes and 32 seconds;
Album: Bittersweet Beginnings Superstar Deluxe
© Twin Flame Management, all rights reserved to Rocket Records, 2027.
[VERSE 1]
You know he leaves no trace
Keeps everything mute, implicit
Acts in the dark and doesn't imply
Strikes in the shrinking, the victim's mind
At a party like this it's hard to reason
And you become the easiest prey to catch
Don't run, he takes your clothes, your money, and your honesty
Causes massacres and dances like it's a party
[CHORUS]
Come and put on the blindfold, we want you to surrender
To our carnivorous carnival, we devour your income
We take advantage and snack with your lunch money
We have no pity
Not in our carnivorous carnival
You threw the party, but I'm the one who's gonna celebrate
I dance in the mansion's ballroom and have a wife twenty years younger
Yeah, that's my size
It was you who elected me
[VERSE 2]
Everybody knows that behind this suit
There's fangs and claws and bloodlust
You alone are worth a whole gang
Act in the dark, skeptical and evil
We don't like you
You seem like a good person
Who looks for good victims
There are so many beds that hospitals become cemeteries
The problem is serious
And you act like you just want to suck up
All that our sweat has to give
The party you paid for at our expense
No tenderness, a gloomy creature
[CHORUS]
Come and put on the blindfold, we want you to surrender
To our carnivorous carnival, we devour your income
We take advantage and snack on your lunch money
We have no pity
Not in our carnivorous carnival
You threw the party, but I'm the one who's gonna celebrate
I dance in the mansion's ballroom and have a wife twenty years younger
Yeah, that's my size
You're the one who elected me
[BRIDGE]
Fees, cups, wings, noodles
So many words, they're nothing
How long will we have a suit
Drinking imported wine in his palace living room
With millions of parents becoming unemployed?
Watching their children's futures cruelly erased
Taxes, boxes, nothing to declare
Is this our place?
Was this palace of hate
To treat us utopically?
[VERSE 3]
Oh holy motherland!
Why did you flee the war?
Could it be that even you are afraid of that lip-service?
Of this festival of blood and pain
That cools love and increases resentment
Of a single man who holds in his hands
The future of an entire nation
But who lacks the beating of his heart in his chest?
Until when? Until when?
Will we submit?
Where and with whom should we run?
Is running the solution?
Or is it one more disappointment?
[CHORUS]
Come and put on the blindfold, we want you to surrender
To our carnivorous carnival, we devour your rent
We take advantage and snack with your lunch money
We have no pity
Not in our carnivorous carnival
You threw the party, but I'm the one who's gonna celebrate
I dance in the mansion's ballroom and have a wife twenty years younger
Yeah, that's my size
It was you who elected me