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by the c
04:21
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N
I used to be so good at listening
to everything that you told me
I used to sit right by the sea
you can see everything
I think I'll throw up here
I think I'll grow
I roll the dice for every choice
G-Roll with me, walk with me, everything's hard for me
I bite my tongue I hate my voice
G-hard to speak, hard to breath, when I bleed constantly
gotta call my mom hope shes good
G-hi mommy, I'm sorry, I'd like to speak eventually
take a step back could have been me who died last week
-ooooooo x3
I know your name
we're not the same
I look at you
I look away
I'm so cold
sip from me
sweet ice tea
Till I bleed
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bug or flea
03:52
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N
It's been awhile since I've been through
Reconsider but still, I got no clue
the world eats bones when she's sick
what's the closest I can get to a wish
i'll feel in the morning
i'll feel in the morning
i'll feel in the morning
G
i was on my way home
i took the train it's been a minute
scared and alone
i look across to a face but they ain't see it
my thoughts start to roam
through every crack and every crevice
i'm itchin for hope
just like that spliff in my throat when i replenish
i'll feel in the morning
i'll feel in the morning
know imma feel in the morning
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promise
06:33
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Mama said promise me
That you won't do anything
to hurt yourself now
it all will work out
I know you hurt child
just promise me you won't
Bet my father's somewhere making promises
Yeah he's home now t
hough there's something still missing, in us all
He took the long route
We barely talk now
Can't get these thoughts out
Hope I find some meaning at all
Falling
tried calling
it didn't go through
who can I talk to?
Bleeding
tried leaving
nowhere to run to
who can I talk to?
when night falls the stars crush
the doors closed my times up
too much to go through
we could have lost you
no one's as misunderstood,
as that lonely black child who's born n raised in the hood
whos so capable, though no one tells em that they could
And that T.V. don't help
but sometimes it's all we got I wish it would.
How you hide pain so well is just like,
like a turtle in it's shell.
Hating yourself will make your life a living hell.
Must learn to love your skin cuz you're beautiful,
find your peace from within.
Fill your gang up with loved ones's and you'll always win,
We can do anything as long as we begin.
We'll heal from it all
promise I know we can.
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