Club Dread - Majetic

I hear the gun go off

An afterlife

On the tip

Of your tongue

Club Dread drums from the fog

A fever pulse, a dull vibration

I call your phone it goes to voicemail

I call your phone it goes and goes and goes

Club Dread like nothing bleeds

Like baby gets what baby needs

Like violence couldn’t find us underground

Like each night’s an oyster world

A phantom life, a swallowed pearl

My girls and I, we lead our own designs

Unyielding to time

Lost in everlasting fog

Your body broken open

Oh you spine-tousled child of god

Life must not care for us

Sticky like a mango

Tapioca bellyache

Oakland to my West

I dream of you as distance

Though only longing remains

And love’s sapped my strength

I could never hold a smile

Like you held mine

After years, acting out against your care

I can barely say your name

Without a tremble in my voice

Heaven has changed

For every time the morning sun

Snuck up on us out here making off

There’s a coyness to that tender light

To undestroy you

Well you can waste our time

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