nA is DEAD

I'm in it solo
I'm meant to follow
I'm meant to be a good boy and just coddle
I'm used as a promo
I'm used as fomo
I'm just a serpent, homophobic motto
Every time I'm pinned I feel like I'm against me
Those around me sickened, I'm the flamboyance
Riddled with a hatred stated arrogantly
My brain barely giving me the authority

Blood thinning, blind I'm the cracking of my bones
Everything was fine till the calling on my phones
Calling out my name I've been ghosting all my moans
Promise I don't need help, baby I'm grown
One,two,three
From the ceiling I will be
Four,five,six
Everything is politics
Seven,eight,nine
Must I have to redefine
I'm locked behind the metal
I am hard to find

I'm in it solo
I'm meant to follow
I'm meant to be a good boy and just coddle
I'm used as a promo
I'm used as fomo
I'm just a serpent, homophobic motto
Every time I'm pinned I feel like I'm against me
Those around me sickened, I'm the flamboyance
Riddled with a hatred stated arrogantly
My brain barely giving me the authority

As I grow old, humans play similar melodies
Every angle humans poking at my integrity
Every warm body want's to shoot me when I fly
And you have the balls to tell me to just"Go outside"
Dead
Na's dead
Na's dead
Na's dead
Na's dead
Na's dead
Na's dead