Black - Moodie Black

From the small blown window

Grey

No planes, baby I am grounded…

I hear the kids out, Americano, Great fuckin' day, I’m off

Falling in a part time mouth, arranging broke brains, poor little humans all

problems beady eyedead breathing no pulse wow

Semi automatic weapons blowin up ghosts

And I can’t do the same thing I’m seeing swaying

In the prairies I’ma smell it till I’m buried/////ahh

Static means shit.

all worn swag wearing bags i resent

Called all fads feeling bad when it fit bit all tendons from the calf to my lip

BLACK.

HOW BLACK

When the white sway breathes

I’ve been on my 3rd rot car

Walking on webs

Charring up far

Tearing up lone but I’m hard

All warm colors long arms

This is the nest I am left

Feminine birth on my vest

Dancing for the gods that are less

Lasting for the skins that I kiss yes

Feeling like its burnt than it’s been

Play me out or phase it to the belly of a carcass out of body with a

Pairing of a burial of other queer appearance I embarrassed not my father he

don’t need to see it

Shame me all about it I can’t eat it I can’t even be it even when I’m talking

I’m not really there I’m all defeated

Hiding in the cabin like eleven now my nose is bleeding

Let the shit grow

Then I fall in a puddle of my own wet

Not hot numb fingers I ain’t left yet

What I’m thinking i would swallow didn’t used to but I’m borrowed

Tryna hold on to the person that I hope she is tomorrow but I’m lost

Buzzwords, social, don’t matter what I was never been local

Want nobody but I’m locked in

I try to show my teeth.

sposed to

Deep breaths in my ride

Falling all out kids in my hands they can tell

Bigger black eyes fucked up bad