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.
I'm sparked, waiting for the dark to hit
'Cause when the moon gets above my apartment
I catch fits for starting shit
I'm smart with it, I give it that special touch when I push it
'Cause I'm also a label rep, and I can't allow no bullshit
So shush kid, shush baby! Shut your eyes
Lay your head back, shed the fear and let the tears crystallize
I wish the flies to land upon your forehead
When I extract the essence from your head
And leave your body resting Moorehead
I left more dead reputations than HIV kills
But for every killing there's a reason and it's not just emcees, man!
I'm watching see-SPAN, waiting for the first state rep
To take the first step, to have to kill off to make this world perfect
Well let's get shit right, right here! Right now! Right away!
Atmosphere motherfucker! If I need to I could fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew
Serve you with seafood
You can't glide by vision 'cause you're see-through
You need to recognize the size of the atlas
You ain't as tall as half this, match this, past what you practice
Obviously you can't fuck with my tactics, you bastard
That's why you breath fast bitch, no need to ask
We dug the fingernails underneath the skin of your scalp, then peeled it
Sent your underdeveloped pre-school style on a field trip
Now bite your tongue, this is how the mic gets stung
A whole tree to pick some fruit from, man!
You had to choose the ripest one
That said it all, it comes from inside, and how you ride
The sound wire when it's live and the vibes feelin' right
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
With lines, makin' sure your rhyme soundin' tight
Your voice should travel without the babble of the average emcee
So listen please use discretion when you breath
Sound is vibration, I choose to use it with a vision
And then comes the style and precision
No more longer will we hold your hands
Why? Cause you're too damn old
Oh yea, the network called
They told me to tell ya you've been cancelled
They also said big up for all the support
Thanks to your devotion, they now control the world
So let your hair down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm rising past the bang, with smile I'm flashin' my fangs
I tumble over some, 'cause some I don't over stand
I got the crowd respond, from now on, I know the plan
It's the noise it makes, that generates the passion I have
It's the void it breaks, that stimulates when mics get grabbed
It takes shape, escapes from these vocal chords I have
Atmosphere, music makers from the rhyme sayers lab
Come now, test the giants, when we apply this
Vice grips to your eyelids to make you read the fine print
The tyrants that gave you crisis, left you silenced
Don't breath a sigh of relief 'til you hear the rescue sirens
Supreme, be this team, we got this shit on lock
Obviously we hit the gear under upscale rocks
So you could knock all you want to but you ain't gettin' in
You could try to crash the door but you ain't gettin' in
Nigga, what! My definition is raw, I got you all
Wishin' I'd fall, so things could get better for y'all
But I'm tall, and got game, remain the same for the duration
Area code six one two, my present location
Atmosphere, embellished with talent and the wisdom not abuse it
Blessed with insight, friends and influences
That's what keeps us dope, what makes us dope is the surroundings
Inspiration stems from love and stress compounding
Stamina, that is achieved over the course of time
In fact, time taught me how to breath, battle, not to court my mind
Defined as lyricist, the Atmosphericist
Makin' sure you fear this hit every time you hear this shit
Sound is vibration
This sound is taken
Sound is vibration
And the ground is shaken
Vibration is sound
Yo, we found your replacement
Vibration is sound
Now who makes the sound?
Now who makes the music/sound?
'Cause when the moon gets above my apartment
I catch fits for starting shit
I'm smart with it, I give it that special touch when I push it
'Cause I'm also a label rep, and I can't allow no bullshit
So shush kid, shush baby! Shut your eyes
Lay your head back, shed the fear and let the tears crystallize
I wish the flies to land upon your forehead
When I extract the essence from your head
And leave your body resting Moorehead
I left more dead reputations than HIV kills
But for every killing there's a reason and it's not just emcees, man!
I'm watching see-SPAN, waiting for the first state rep
To take the first step, to have to kill off to make this world perfect
Well let's get shit right, right here! Right now! Right away!
Atmosphere motherfucker! If I need to I could fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew
Serve you with seafood
You can't glide by vision 'cause you're see-through
You need to recognize the size of the atlas
You ain't as tall as half this, match this, past what you practice
Obviously you can't fuck with my tactics, you bastard
That's why you breath fast bitch, no need to ask
We dug the fingernails underneath the skin of your scalp, then peeled it
Sent your underdeveloped pre-school style on a field trip
Now bite your tongue, this is how the mic gets stung
A whole tree to pick some fruit from, man!
You had to choose the ripest one
That said it all, it comes from inside, and how you ride
The sound wire when it's live and the vibes feelin' right
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
With lines, makin' sure your rhyme soundin' tight
Your voice should travel without the babble of the average emcee
So listen please use discretion when you breath
Sound is vibration, I choose to use it with a vision
And then comes the style and precision
No more longer will we hold your hands
Why? Cause you're too damn old
Oh yea, the network called
They told me to tell ya you've been cancelled
They also said big up for all the support
Thanks to your devotion, they now control the world
So let your hair down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm rising past the bang, with smile I'm flashin' my fangs
I tumble over some, 'cause some I don't over stand
I got the crowd respond, from now on, I know the plan
It's the noise it makes, that generates the passion I have
It's the void it breaks, that stimulates when mics get grabbed
It takes shape, escapes from these vocal chords I have
Atmosphere, music makers from the rhyme sayers lab
Come now, test the giants, when we apply this
Vice grips to your eyelids to make you read the fine print
The tyrants that gave you crisis, left you silenced
Don't breath a sigh of relief 'til you hear the rescue sirens
Supreme, be this team, we got this shit on lock
Obviously we hit the gear under upscale rocks
So you could knock all you want to but you ain't gettin' in
You could try to crash the door but you ain't gettin' in
Nigga, what! My definition is raw, I got you all
Wishin' I'd fall, so things could get better for y'all
But I'm tall, and got game, remain the same for the duration
Area code six one two, my present location
Atmosphere, embellished with talent and the wisdom not abuse it
Blessed with insight, friends and influences
That's what keeps us dope, what makes us dope is the surroundings
Inspiration stems from love and stress compounding
Stamina, that is achieved over the course of time
In fact, time taught me how to breath, battle, not to court my mind
Defined as lyricist, the Atmosphericist
Makin' sure you fear this hit every time you hear this shit
Sound is vibration
This sound is taken
Sound is vibration
And the ground is shaken
Vibration is sound
Yo, we found your replacement
Vibration is sound
Now who makes the sound?
Now who makes the music/sound?
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