Текст песни Riot! - Native Son

Riot!

I know a girl, she’s a riot-
She shed a little blood for all the dogs of the pariah-
Brown Black Skin;
She scored my melanin to sirens
I used to take the train down to her isolated island-
The quiet!
I think i’m in over my head
Her bank account is almost just as empty as her-
Bed
But this a-
A cold world
It’s got her dreaming of Ferraris
I saw her shaking hands with all the people at the party-
The Barbies;
Oh
But when the party’s over
She takes the train alone
Try not to think about what’s waiting for you back at home
She hats the man who made her
Sh wants to slit his throat!
Hey, hey…
So she walked in looking like the Disco bled
Small talk- back to sleeping on a brick cold bed
I know!
We know…
Tough talk is small talk
Devil in her call logs
We don’t chat for long nah-
Except for right now!
Hey hey!
I know- I
I know, I know, I know
I know a boy-
He’s a demon
He gets through life pretending cause he’s never had a feeling
He used to shoot the shit around the hood-
Another victim
A parasitic engine
A perm-
Anent fever
He needs her, oh
I think I’m in over my head-
Been talking to myself but can’t remember what I’ve said
Oh it’s a cold world-
Its got us dreaming of breathing-
But every time I turn theres someone bleeding
I’ve seen it- no reason
Oh!
But when the party’s over
She takes the train alone
Try not to think about what’s waiting for you back at home
She hates the man who made her
She wants to slit his throat!
Hey, hey…
So she walked in looking like the Disco bled
Small talk- back to sleeping on a brick cold bed
I know!
I know…
Tough talk is small talk
Devil in her call logs
We dont chat for long nah-
Except for right now!
Hey hey!