solid needles of white pain
bury themselves beneath my skin
drilling holes through muscle and bone
making themselves feel right at home
exhaustion calling me by name
dark spots in my vision
contributing to my indecision
hot or cold do i seek

solid needles of white pain
bury themselves beneath my skin
drilling holes through muscle and bone
making themselves feel right at home
exhaustion calling me by name
dark spots in my vision
contributing to my indecision
hot or cold do i seek
at the peak of my power you underestimate me base skewed assumptions on my presumed guilt or innocence blame...
I have no claim to fame Because I don’t want to be famous People following me around and digging...
ancestors can’t you hear them crying out for release and shouting out for peace and justice and lingering wandering...
It’s like being on a chain gang Or an assembly line of oppression Tell me How do you sleep...
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