Black

Album: Black to the Future (2021)
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  • Black is tired
    Black would like to make a statement
    Black is tired
    Black's eyes are vacant
    Black's arms are leaden
    Black's tongue cannot taste shit
    Black's stomach cannot compress death
    And black would like to state that black is not a beast of myth
    To be slain in a fable
    Recounted atop a round table
    Surrounded by blue-collared brave men
    Black has demands
    Black demands baton-proof bones and bullet-resistant skin
    Black thinks no person that's trigger nervous deserves a gun
    Much less a badge
    And black knows one day its arms will be up
    Its lips pinned, its shadow
    Its shadow will be reaching for something
    That isn't there and then that'll be enough
    Black says "keep your forty acres
    Just let black reach for the end of the street
    Let black weed for the last [?] wheat
    Just let black reach into black's own car
    Let let black reach into black's own lungs"
    Black doesn't want its young ones seeing their fathers dead on You
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    Girls in halfway [?] just to keep them alive
    Black says its always been like this
    It's you who's late to walk
    And black has seen your grin
    Your grin is a cutlass flag
    And black's eyes are bleeding
    From gripping the knife-edge you offered on your side of the handshake
    Go write your thoughts and prayers on a piece of paper
    Fling it at the moon, see what that will do
    You call for calm, you call for peace
    Like sacrifices on mountain peaks
    He doesn't end the palaver
    But he come at the top, where the negus still in lava
    Black is angry now
    Black as the day
    And black's snare is a firefly dancing in grief
    A curse word trapped in a bracket
    A sentence too intense for one full stop
    Black says that you don't understand
    Black says that you cannot compare
    Black says that its pain is too [?]
    Black says that you cannot digest
    Black says "how can you relate?"
    When these black limbs are [?]
    And this black blaze is dance
    This black sorrow is dance
    These black prayers is dance
    This black struggle is dance
    This black pain is dance
    This black struggle is dance
    And this black blaze is dance
    Just leave black be
    You already have the world, just leave black be
    Leave us alone! Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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