The song 'Fortnight' by Taylor Swift and Post Malone tells a story about strong feelings, complicated relationships, and secret wishes. It talks about love, betrayal, and wanting someone who doesn't feel the same. The word 'fortnight' shows short-lived happiness and guilty pleasures, leading to sadness. It shows how messy relationships can be and the results of hiding emotions. “I was supposed to be sent away / But they forgot to come and get me,” she kickstarts the song in the first verse with lines suggesting an admission to a hospital for people with mental illnesses. She goes in the verse admitting her lover is the reason why she is like this. In the chorus, she sings about their time in love and reflects on how he has now settled with someone else. “I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary / And I love you, it’s ruining my life,” on the second verse she details her struggles to forget about him and the negative effects of her failure. “Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up / ‘Nother fortnight lost in America,” Post Malone sings in the outro.
Seed, gotta let it grow,
Why ya gotta watch when I let it feed?
Better look into the mirror
For the face you hide away, everyday
But I don't give a fuck
I let it roll
I smoke the old
Gotta run, gotta rend, gotta maim,
Gotta make it through another maze
Stay away!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Christ, have you seen this guy?
Make ya sick, gonna peel away all the impurities
'Cause all you want to do is keep curin' me,
But I don't give a fuck I kill everyone
You'll be mopping up blood and guts
And all the shit when I'm done
Isn't this fun? gimme a gun
And I'll tell you all the secrets I hide
Before I run!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Maybe if you look away,
I can slip away, gotta get away (run, motherfucker)
Right now I stare at shit, I'm a heretic,
But I'll never give you none of it
Tied up in the back of the lab, laid on the slab,
Got the gift of gab, what'chu want from me?
I don't even know I got a damn disease,
But I know you want to kill me!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Why ya gotta watch when I let it feed?
Better look into the mirror
For the face you hide away, everyday
But I don't give a fuck
I let it roll
I smoke the old
Gotta run, gotta rend, gotta maim,
Gotta make it through another maze
Stay away!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Christ, have you seen this guy?
Make ya sick, gonna peel away all the impurities
'Cause all you want to do is keep curin' me,
But I don't give a fuck I kill everyone
You'll be mopping up blood and guts
And all the shit when I'm done
Isn't this fun? gimme a gun
And I'll tell you all the secrets I hide
Before I run!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Maybe if you look away,
I can slip away, gotta get away (run, motherfucker)
Right now I stare at shit, I'm a heretic,
But I'll never give you none of it
Tied up in the back of the lab, laid on the slab,
Got the gift of gab, what'chu want from me?
I don't even know I got a damn disease,
But I know you want to kill me!
Please, wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)
Lyrics submitted by Slip[6(sic)6]Knot
Get Inside Lyrics as written by Joel Ekman Corey Taylor
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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