九酷音乐网Constance歌词
作曲 : Jason Christopher Medeiros
An old man vacationing he stands patiently
Under a hotel sign that blinks vacancy
He’s thinking maybe he’s to late to make the drop off
Until a truck coming his way breaks and stops short
And now he’s out of sorts
And you can see he’s sorta nervous
Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service
This is someone’s daughter working
Blames his conscience when the driver says
“She’s my youngest, her name is Constance.”
He comments, “…and its only six dollars per visit
Just don’t leave any marks on her, it hurts business”
Thought for a minute then confessed, “That’s fair.”
Since it was three dollars less then his cab fare
“How old are you honey?” she says, “I’m thirteen.”
Her nose was runny its raining in the Philippines
He hands over the money in a chilling scene
The truck drives off
And now he’s on the hunt to kill her dreams
The sign reads no vacancy
He leads Constance to a room he has rented for taping
See he’s about to turn six into six thousand
And all you have to do is click on your web browser
It’s not illegal to use raping as a cash crop
As long as it says she’s 18 on your laptop
The sound of rain is her backdrop laying there
Like she’s waiting for somebody to say they care
While the tears of God fall down the window pane
She feels unholy like the Father doesn’t know her name
Marry Magdalene and the women at the well
He knows everything that happens
And in His arms she fell
He’s twenty one and all alone in his household
He’s tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds
The silence of his spouse is cold
So he’s about to help that man get his six thousand gold
One click and now she’s sold
Withholding his conscience, scrolling trough the comments
There she is looking confident, a picture of Constance
In a series of video clips “Adult Content”
The title blinks in bold letters like the vacancy sign
It’s his time to go get her
It’s like his mind doesn’t know better
Her soul is crying out, “Let me go.” but he won't let her
He got her trapped inside his media player
Held captive by his need to replay her
It’s a matter of he being here and she being there
That’s why he doesn’t feel the need to care
Guilt is in the seed he bares
Spilling his shares of the profit
On a five hundred million dollar market
Where children are regarded as product
And traded like stock tips
And raped for the sake of our pockets
His laptop sits like a window into Constance’s room
Where he exits cus its almost noon
And he’s expecting his wife home soon
With new clothes for the baby
She’d be angry if she saw his new lady
A thirteen-year-old Filipino named Constance
Trust me girl God has not forgotten
He knew Mary Magdalene and the women at the well
He knows everything that happenes
And in His arms she fell
An old man vacationing he stands patiently
Under a hotel sign that blinks vacancy
He’s thinking maybe he’s to late to make the drop off
Until a truck coming his way breaks and stops short
And now he’s out of sorts
And you can see he’s sorta nervous
Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service
This is someone’s daughter working
Blames his conscience when the driver says
“She’s my youngest, her name is Constance.”
He comments, “…and its only six dollars per visit
Just don’t leave any marks on her, it hurts business”
Thought for a minute then confessed, “That’s fair.”
Since it was three dollars less then his cab fare
“How old are you honey?” she says, “I’m thirteen.”
Her nose was runny its raining in the Philippines
He hands over the money in a chilling scene
The truck drives off
And now he’s on the hunt to kill her dreams
The sign reads no vacancy
He leads Constance to a room he has rented for taping
See he’s about to turn six into six thousand
And all you have to do is click on your web browser
It’s not illegal to use raping as a cash crop
As long as it says she’s 18 on your laptop
The sound of rain is her backdrop laying there
Like she’s waiting for somebody to say they care
While the tears of God fall down the window pane
She feels unholy like the Father doesn’t know her name
Marry Magdalene and the women at the well
He knows everything that happens
And in His arms she fell
He’s twenty one and all alone in his household
He’s tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds
The silence of his spouse is cold
So he’s about to help that man get his six thousand gold
One click and now she’s sold
Withholding his conscience, scrolling trough the comments
There she is looking confident, a picture of Constance
In a series of video clips “Adult Content”
The title blinks in bold letters like the vacancy sign
It’s his time to go get her
It’s like his mind doesn’t know better
Her soul is crying out, “Let me go.” but he won't let her
He got her trapped inside his media player
Held captive by his need to replay her
It’s a matter of he being here and she being there
That’s why he doesn’t feel the need to care
Guilt is in the seed he bares
Spilling his shares of the profit
On a five hundred million dollar market
Where children are regarded as product
And traded like stock tips
And raped for the sake of our pockets
His laptop sits like a window into Constance’s room
Where he exits cus its almost noon
And he’s expecting his wife home soon
With new clothes for the baby
She’d be angry if she saw his new lady
A thirteen-year-old Filipino named Constance
Trust me girl God has not forgotten
He knew Mary Magdalene and the women at the well
He knows everything that happenes
And in His arms she fell
ConstanceLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jason Christopher Medeiros
[00:00.00]
[00:30.32]An old man vacationing he stands patiently
[00:33.34]Under a hotel sign that blinks vacancy
[00:35.87]He’s thinking maybe he’s to late to make the drop off
[00:38.38]Until a truck coming his way breaks and stops short
[00:41.02]And now he’s out of sorts
[00:42.14]And you can see he’s sorta nervous
[00:43.34]Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service
[00:45.82]This is someone’s daughter working
[00:47.41]Blames his conscience when the driver says
[00:48.92]“She’s my youngest, her name is Constance.”
[00:50.79]He comments, “…and its only six dollars per visit
[00:53.10]Just don’t leave any marks on her, it hurts business”
[00:55.78]Thought for a minute then confessed, “That’s fair.”
[00:57.44]Since it was three dollars less then his cab fare
[01:00.85]“How old are you honey?” she says, “I’m thirteen.”
[01:03.55]Her nose was runny its raining in the Philippines
[01:06.27]He hands over the money in a chilling scene
[01:08.48]The truck drives off
[01:09.37]And now he’s on the hunt to kill her dreams
[01:11.34]The sign reads no vacancy
[01:13.17]He leads Constance to a room he has rented for taping
[01:15.86]See he’s about to turn six into six thousand
[01:18.72]And all you have to do is click on your web browser
[01:21.23]It’s not illegal to use raping as a cash crop
[01:23.61]As long as it says she’s 18 on your laptop
[01:26.43]The sound of rain is her backdrop laying there
[01:28.56]Like she’s waiting for somebody to say they care
[01:31.62]While the tears of God fall down the window pane
[01:33.70]She feels unholy like the Father doesn’t know her name
[01:36.55]Marry Magdalene and the women at the well
[01:38.68]He knows everything that happens
[01:40.37]And in His arms she fell
[01:43.60]
[02:01.90]He’s twenty one and all alone in his household
[02:04.18]He’s tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds
[02:07.00]The silence of his spouse is cold
[02:08.92]So he’s about to help that man get his six thousand gold
[02:12.31]One click and now she’s sold
[02:14.12]Withholding his conscience, scrolling trough the comments
[02:16.66]There she is looking confident, a picture of Constance
[02:19.23]In a series of video clips “Adult Content”
[02:22.71]The title blinks in bold letters like the vacancy sign
[02:25.30]It’s his time to go get her
[02:27.09]It’s like his mind doesn’t know better
[02:29.01]Her soul is crying out, “Let me go.” but he won't let her
[02:32.21]He got her trapped inside his media player
[02:34.26]Held captive by his need to replay her
[02:36.06]It’s a matter of he being here and she being there
[02:38.99]That’s why he doesn’t feel the need to care
[02:41.36]Guilt is in the seed he bares
[02:42.94]Spilling his shares of the profit
[02:44.40]On a five hundred million dollar market
[02:46.27]Where children are regarded as product
[02:48.28]And traded like stock tips
[02:49.70]And raped for the sake of our pockets
[02:51.39]His laptop sits like a window into Constance’s room
[02:54.42]Where he exits cus its almost noon
[02:56.42]And he’s expecting his wife home soon
[02:58.18]With new clothes for the baby
[02:59.50]She’d be angry if she saw his new lady
[03:01.52]A thirteen-year-old Filipino named Constance
[03:04.12]Trust me girl God has not forgotten
[03:06.95]He knew Mary Magdalene and the women at the well
[03:09.68]He knows everything that happenes
[03:11.37]And in His arms she fell
[03:14.76]
[00:00.00]
[00:30.32]An old man vacationing he stands patiently
[00:33.34]Under a hotel sign that blinks vacancy
[00:35.87]He’s thinking maybe he’s to late to make the drop off
[00:38.38]Until a truck coming his way breaks and stops short
[00:41.02]And now he’s out of sorts
[00:42.14]And you can see he’s sorta nervous
[00:43.34]Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service
[00:45.82]This is someone’s daughter working
[00:47.41]Blames his conscience when the driver says
[00:48.92]“She’s my youngest, her name is Constance.”
[00:50.79]He comments, “…and its only six dollars per visit
[00:53.10]Just don’t leave any marks on her, it hurts business”
[00:55.78]Thought for a minute then confessed, “That’s fair.”
[00:57.44]Since it was three dollars less then his cab fare
[01:00.85]“How old are you honey?” she says, “I’m thirteen.”
[01:03.55]Her nose was runny its raining in the Philippines
[01:06.27]He hands over the money in a chilling scene
[01:08.48]The truck drives off
[01:09.37]And now he’s on the hunt to kill her dreams
[01:11.34]The sign reads no vacancy
[01:13.17]He leads Constance to a room he has rented for taping
[01:15.86]See he’s about to turn six into six thousand
[01:18.72]And all you have to do is click on your web browser
[01:21.23]It’s not illegal to use raping as a cash crop
[01:23.61]As long as it says she’s 18 on your laptop
[01:26.43]The sound of rain is her backdrop laying there
[01:28.56]Like she’s waiting for somebody to say they care
[01:31.62]While the tears of God fall down the window pane
[01:33.70]She feels unholy like the Father doesn’t know her name
[01:36.55]Marry Magdalene and the women at the well
[01:38.68]He knows everything that happens
[01:40.37]And in His arms she fell
[01:43.60]
[02:01.90]He’s twenty one and all alone in his household
[02:04.18]He’s tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds
[02:07.00]The silence of his spouse is cold
[02:08.92]So he’s about to help that man get his six thousand gold
[02:12.31]One click and now she’s sold
[02:14.12]Withholding his conscience, scrolling trough the comments
[02:16.66]There she is looking confident, a picture of Constance
[02:19.23]In a series of video clips “Adult Content”
[02:22.71]The title blinks in bold letters like the vacancy sign
[02:25.30]It’s his time to go get her
[02:27.09]It’s like his mind doesn’t know better
[02:29.01]Her soul is crying out, “Let me go.” but he won't let her
[02:32.21]He got her trapped inside his media player
[02:34.26]Held captive by his need to replay her
[02:36.06]It’s a matter of he being here and she being there
[02:38.99]That’s why he doesn’t feel the need to care
[02:41.36]Guilt is in the seed he bares
[02:42.94]Spilling his shares of the profit
[02:44.40]On a five hundred million dollar market
[02:46.27]Where children are regarded as product
[02:48.28]And traded like stock tips
[02:49.70]And raped for the sake of our pockets
[02:51.39]His laptop sits like a window into Constance’s room
[02:54.42]Where he exits cus its almost noon
[02:56.42]And he’s expecting his wife home soon
[02:58.18]With new clothes for the baby
[02:59.50]She’d be angry if she saw his new lady
[03:01.52]A thirteen-year-old Filipino named Constance
[03:04.12]Trust me girl God has not forgotten
[03:06.95]He knew Mary Magdalene and the women at the well
[03:09.68]He knows everything that happenes
[03:11.37]And in His arms she fell
[03:14.76]
- 歌词名：Constance
- 歌手名：Mr. J. Medeiros
- 更新时间：2024-01-13
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歌曲名：Constance 歌手：Mr. J. Medeiros 所属专辑：《Of Gods and Girls》
作词： 作曲： 发行公司：未知 发行时间：2021-03-09
歌曲ID：3723507 分类：Of Gods and Girls 语言： 大小：3.25 MB 时长：03:33秒 比特率：129K 评分：0.0分
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