I think I’ve finally had enough. I think I maybe think too much.
I think this might be it for us. You think I’m just too serious. I think you’re full of shit. My head is spinning so blow me one last kiss.
Just when it can’t get worse, I’ve had a shit day.
Have you had a shit day? We’ve had a shit day. I think that life’s too short for this. I want back my ignorance and bliss. I think I’ve had enough of this. Blow me one last kiss.
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
You said, “You’ve been a bad girl,”
Then you slapped her right across the face
What could be going through your mind
This does no one good
I suggest you buy a cage
Cause I’m full of rage
Then you raped her
You left her in the alleyway
"Each generation must find its mission, fulfill or betray it."
I know that ours is more than just being killers or players
Or making millions of papers
Our blood is spilling
They hate us
Too much injustice among us to sit still ‘n’ complacent