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❖ Shahmen – Mangroves ❖
❖ شامن – منگروس ❖
Nobody can save you
Fears will embrace you
Crawl from out the bed in the house and chase you
You can try to hide but they’ll find and face you
You can try to fight but they’ll finally maim you
By the end of the night they will try and hang you
Tied to the heights where you lie and dangle
Do you believe in the angels
I believe I’m trying to light all my candles
While the paranoia grows like branches and mangroves
I’m squeezing water from stones and eating bare bones
And all the saying in the books well I bury those
But I’m still trying to carry all my buried foes
Back home and make em’ friends so the arrow goes
On and on, on and on like a broken song
And start to feeling like the bullshit you’re smoking on (ahh)
See the signs been told as I walk this road
Made a rose out of gold but the bones was coal
When I dug them out of dirt trying to build my home
Haunted by these crows but I must move forward
And see the signs been told as I walk this road
Made a rose out of gold but the bones was coal
When I dug them out of dirt trying to build my home
Haunted by these crows but I must move forward
But I must move forward
But I must move forward
But I must move forward
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All the anxious things the xenophobe tackles
Broken angel wings, reading poems backwards
Rear-view mirror caught the reflection of a bastard
Goodness gracious man, he done grew passed it
Old video cameras that’s seen his ghost captured, soul fractured
Burned footage, so my ankles aren’t shackled
Strange fruit hang low, hoops upside a dangle
From an alternate angle, how I believe in angels
Wingspan full spectrum might seem grey though
Stabbing at a blank page, whole box of crayons
See on my worst days, my anxiety strangles me
On my best days smiling, sliding off a rainbow
Landed in the swamp to make it out the fuego
Man-made Peso, god golden ratio
Fibonacci bank roll, look at how the cake swole
From UFO fables to actual fiery halos
The black cat should only become a tiger when I say so
Just to do what he was made for
See the signs been told as I walk this road
Made a rose out of gold but the bones was coal
When I dug them out of dirt trying to build my home
Haunted by these wolves but I must move forward
See the signs been told as I walk this road
Made a rose out of gold but the bones was coal
When I dug them out of dirt trying to build my home
Haunted by these crows but I must move forward
But I must move forward
But I must move forward
But I must move forward
Yeah, yeah, yeah