Bài hát King của Florence, The Machine ra mắt vào 23/02/2022. Trong bài hát này nữ ca sĩ hát về việc tìm thấy nguồn cảm hứng từ những nỗ lực nghệ thuật của mình, "King" là sự phản ánh về gia đình, bản sắc, nữ tính và sự đánh đổ lối mòn tư duy và suy ngẫm về sự bất hòa giữa vai trò phụ nữ và sự nghiệp của họ trong ngành công nghiệp âm nhạc. Mời các bạn thưởng thức nhé
1. MV King
2. Lời bài hát King
We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children
About the world ending and the scale of my ambition
And how much is art really worth?
The very thing you're best at
Is the thing that hurts the most
But you need your rotten heart
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
You need to go to war to find material to sing
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I need my golden crown of sorrow
My bloody sword to swing
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
But a woman is a changeling
Always shifting shape
Just when you think you have it figured out
Something new begins to take
What strange claws are these
Scratching at my skin?
I never knew my killer would be coming from within
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I need my golden crown of sorrow
My bloody sword to swing
I need my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
'Cause I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
And I was never as good
As I always thought I was
But I knew how to dress it up
I was never satisfied, it never let me go
Just dragged me by my hair
And back on with the show
3. King - lyrics
4. Hợp âm King
[Verse 1]
E G#m
We argue in the kitchen about whether to have children
C#m
About the world ending and the scale of my ambition
A G#m
And how much is art really worth
F#m
The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most
E
But you need your rotten heart
G#m
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
C#m
You need to go to war to find material to sing
A G#m B
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
[Chorus]
A B
I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
C#m G#m
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
A B F#m
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
A B E
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
[Verse 2]
G#m
But a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape
C#m
Just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take
A G#m
What strangе claws are these, scratching at my skin
F#m
I nеver knew my killer would be coming from within
E G#m C#m
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
E G#m B
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
[Chorus]
A B
I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
C#m G#m
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
A B F#m
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
A B F#m
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
A B C#m
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
A B E
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
[Bridge]
E G#m C#m
Ooh
A E F#m
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
E G#m C#m
Ooh, ooh
A E F#m
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh
E G#m C#m A E F#m
E G#m C#m A E F#m B
[Outro]
E G#m
And I was never as good as I always thought I was
C#m
But I knew how to dress it up
A G#m
I was never satisfied, it never let me go
F#m B E
Just dragged me by my hair and back on with the show
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