Tables turning like the globe still,
Pay the earnings to my treasure chest til gold fill it,
The merky water so chilly,
But i ain't never found a way that measure strength home give me,
Left the fence where the crows still sit but i never went far,
I feel better when the hole filled,
They don't get it, my lips closed, keep the code with me,
I'm an author, they ought to read the prose in me,
Like mortar and pestle how it crush so,
Time taught me that medals aren't to fuss over,
You're not gas, bro that's just odour,
I'll be writing til i'm dying or i'm much older,
Roots deep, in a breeze you're a pushover,
You'll see, cruel treatment strain trust,
Fool them once, they make up,
Never me to wait, we save seats for the front.
credits
from bloody nora,
released August 6, 2020
written, produced and mixed by domtavlor