i’m not on it today
you promised you’d save me
your side of the bed
she’s tired, i’m dead
fled 9 hearts
got battle scars to get to you
i won’t wonder what she’s yet to do
i said i’ll be late and
next to walk the dime, not fall in line
but tables turn and fables talk to me more
than the ends do these days
won't you come round my dear
there’s only one way down
don’t do runway, or text book, or flat line
just caught up in the next hook
shit, back down south
I'm not on it today
you promised you’d save me
your side of the bed
You lied
And I bled
We’re tired
Id move mars to get to you
work wonders, break them fast we do
i said i’ll be late and
probably next to walk the dime,
not fall in line with you each way
I still got time for you
I get reminded these days
there’s only one way down here
don’t you run away, ma
do you runway, or text book, or flat line
just breeze round to the next hook
and I'm back down south
it’s that time again
back down south
i’m not on it today
you promised you’d save me
your side of the bed
she’s tired
and I'm dead
I only ask you get me through
i won’t wonder what she’s yet to do
i said i’ll be late and
and next to walk the dime not fall in line with you,
no more lines with you these days
washed ma hands of it
still cop a gram round these ways
But what’s a benz do these days?
likkle more than my friends do, these days
I don’t do runway, or text book, go flat line
just breeze round to the next hook
it’s that time
As usual, Kirby manipulates various interwar records to fit a cavalcade of emotional states: blissful (B1, E8), tragic (D2, D5), frantic (E1, E6), and just plain horrifying (F3, G1, H1, K1). gjoe52
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