Wake

I just woke up and went to a wake
Ashes to ashes
I put them on some bark
And floated him away
Long day feeling like Cassius Clay
Glacial street corners
Got these ice skaters looking thin as a rake
Watch you don't cut off your nose
To spite your face
Read between the lines i'm complex
Without a complex
That little racker he selling goods
Taken from the Civic complex
Or was it Northlands
Seen more foreign lands
Than a gold chasing Northman
Murking art like Bailer with a spray can
One man band
My instruments are samplers
And vivid life recollections
Never base your worth
Off social media mentions
No cure for war wounds
Only aggression
Insight
Or prevention
Red Dead Redemption
Riding through your town
Got a penchant for burning crowns
My engine
Is powered by pain and gritty sounds

Raw facts i steady murk
City vampires got a money thirst
Gritty artist with the hunger
That noise up the road
Ain't thunder
It aint thunder
Raw facts in every verse
City vampires got a money thirst
Gritty artist with the hunger
Cold world
We're just flesh and a number
Flesh and a number

I'm barely supposed to be here
Astonished a few
Failures hating others wins
That's what gossipers do
Deny a lot of interviews
Rather whip through the streets
Shoot the breeze with Gs
That quote the grimy diaries I do
You associate with invertebrates
I tread burnt landscapes
Lacing Tn Terrascapes
I love it when colonial statues
Are defaced
Wave the black flag like Henry Rollins
I was like eleven
When my friends sister
Died from huffing solvents
Clever ones change shoes
And dress plain
To avoid being picked as culprits
Gliding through the night
In some dark times
Crescent moon
Murky winter Solstice
Climbed out the mud
Where jackal heads
Try to weigh up the size of your heart
Like Anubis
Maybe you can handle risk
Maybe you can't
If so
Why talk about loaded sticks
Or trips with loaded bricks
That's a farce

Raw facts i steady murk
City vampires got a money thirst
Gritty artist with the hunger
That noise up the road
Ain't thunder
It aint thunder
Raw facts in every verse
City vampires got a money thirst
Gritty artist with the hunger
Cold world
We're just flesh and a number
Flesh and a number