Текст песни Serial Misery - Native Son

Serial Misery

Do you feel safe
Cause you know
I’m every place that you go
I drink until my hands shake
So many people in this town
Someones bound to hear the sounds
Of the same griefs we can’t take
I can’t sleep, I’m seein-
Shadows in my window
Candy cigarettes calling my name
And as I bleed, Moonlight shining through my window
From the minaret, I- hear you rap my pain
Shot a scene in the galloway, swerving
Big Cab Calloway curtains
Break the bank tryna break my chains!
Wall to wall
Biking outta my lane
Pen got its ink from the fountain
Of youth
I’m drowning
In all this bleach, tryna blot out my stains
Play the meek til I come out my frame!
BRIDGE:
You think that’s air
You’re breathing?
Oh you think, oh you think, oh you think
You think that’s air you’re breathing
Misery, Misry, Misery
Oh
Misery, Misery, Misry
I- think about how i came in cold, not the way that I chose
Don’t expect me to change my mind-
The way most niggas change their clothes
I can only tell my truth in my songs-
Blue blood leaking from my nose…
Been gone out my mind for so long
I forgot how the whole things goes but I;
Have time to make time
Feelin' real bad
Fake fine
Forehead with bullets on it
Duck the call for Facetime
I’ve been talking to a dead friend
I can only get ‘bout yay high-
I stopped smoking for my girl
It’s only been a couple days but I-
Haven’t hit a lick in like a-
Year
I can’t steal something that might make me feel less-
Cold
A couple niggas used to make fun of my- ears
They couldn’t hear me hit the problem on the- nose
It’s almond shaped, i’m crying cyanide-
Tears
I’m in the streets, lets get this show out on the-
Road!
I heard somebody tell someone I was the-
Problem
My complexion got me crooning with the-
Crows
I told her…
High seats
High fashion!
Dawg
I see, I’m cashin' all
My chips-
My darling
Taking gin 'n tonic sips-
My darling
Lil bro gone have to pick my coffin out
Big stick shift i’m walling our
I wonder if i’m missed when I’m not around…
When I’m not a-