Lyrics Black Clouds (Soot in the State Lines) - Bakelendt

Drugs rattle my brain
Pink capsule on the table
Gonna break it in two
Watch him breathe through the tape
When you know you're unstable
Ya learn to play with the notes
These hoes been all in my
Space
Smoke, fillin' the room
Fillin' my stomach with somethin'
Makin' me puke
A different bitch suit me right
I'm prone
To fuck things up quick, brick ain't right in the wall

Thunder
Rain below
On my back in the black clouds
Let pain implode
If I die, I won't mind
I mean, the rides been good
All the lines I've crossed
Through pines I walk
Soot in the state lines too

Lost in interest
The forest would be a nice play to lay
Or the highway, m-5
They'd more than like a display
I just wanted your bond
I guess I wanted my way
Has it dawned on you
Soppin' in somethin' other than rain
Much wetter my center is growin' cold
Tough weather, cuz they try to control it
Touch a specter, a texture kinda like gold
Life's treasures, only found on the road