Текст песни I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES - Backxwash , Ada Rook

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations

My only reason for being locked in submission
Or caught off religion
Is born as part of the system, I see the
The holy scriptures
Politics on the women
The prodigies and ambition
Their fallacies are forgiven, I see

Lost in addiction
Exiled from my sisters
There's colonies and division
Robbing me of my diction
I feel love and betrayal
The prophecies will be livid
'Cause harmony is replaced with idiocity of these bitches

I'll probably never visit these
Farer reaches with kinship
Part of me starts to miss 'em
So pardon me in these lyrics
The artistry that I'm giving
Ghosted up in the matrix
Almost like our ancients weren't posted up in the slave ships

Maybe visit Rwanda or Botswana instead
'Cause motherfuckers just really don't want me until it's dead
And these racist bitches up north
Like God don't love me okay
I walk around in these bitches
And in my mind I will say

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me (waiting for something new)
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination (but it just follows you)
Greyhound station
Release me abomination (release me)
Not again
My demons have populations (will I make it through?)

I've seen the pain
Many tears in their eyes
My sisters are dying
No chance, giving up trying

I see the, the Lord has witnessed
The many swords in my ribcage
Just when I needed him most
I get left ignored, it's ridiculous

I see no thing as justice
The world is run by the wicked
Get a gun and you finish it, everyone will be livid
I'll see their smiles, let 'em run through the grinning
I'm thinking like, "Shit, only been gone for a couple of minutes"

Should I point and blast it at an open casket
With the roses as fresh as the sky
Will the mourning laughing
And the crocodile tears
Expose all my willing to die?

Will my folks and family know and understand me
Got no hope of just being alive?
If you close the bracket on some older math shit
All the polls got me screaming inside

And if the devil calls me, it will be end of story
I'll be bled for glory in this purgatory
And my menopause will be set before me
And my legs are broken and the sweat convulsing

On the bed, I'm moping with a head of horns
And the red in clothing in the den of swords
With the stake impaled, as Satan sells me
On the perfect hell and he says it well

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations

Hungry devouring streets
Everything that I can't run away from
Houses are rotting teeth
A concrete tongue beneath my feet
Reminders of that place
Digest the person I've made
No escape from this mundane damnation

Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination (it just follows you)
Greyhound station, release me abomination (forever)
Not again
My demons have populations

Empty, alone, waiting (motherfucker)
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations (get me out of here)