Grit your teeth. Sound like you're holding back a scream.)
"Too far from the Bern.
Too cold in the Creek.
The Reaper is calling.
Friedghostly."(Intro)
(Feedback from an amp... then the heavy guitar drops)
Yeah.
From New Bern to the snow.
I don't even know where to go.
(Momo Tenji!)
(Chorus)
I’m a Carolina Reaper, burning in the cold (Fire!)
Story of the ghost that was never really told.
From New Bern, NC, yeah I got it in the blood
Now I’m drowning in the snow and I’m drowning in the mud.
They want the "Party Girl" vibe, but I give 'em the pain
Standing in the dish pit, going insane.
I miss the heat, I miss the sun, I miss the Carolina street
Now I’m fighting all the demons in the Battle Creek sleet.
(Yeah! Yeah!)
(Verse 1)
Born in the Bern, yeah raised in the struggle
Now I’m popping bubbles and I’m causing trouble.
Tiny sent the text, put the heart on freeze
Brought the Carolina boy right down to his knees.
I ain't from the Nola, nah I’m from the NC
Where the humidity is high and the spirit is free.
But now I’m locked in the cage, clocking in at five
Just trying to survive, just trying to stay alive.
Tropical Hug in the cup, yeah it tastes like home
Calling out to Justice on the broken phone.
I got the grunge in the soul, I got the trap in the mind
Leaving all the fake love far behind.
(Bridge)
(Beat switches to just acoustic guitar for a second)
Take me back to the Bern.
Watch the bridges burn.
I ain't ever gonna learn.
(No, no, no...)
(Verse 2)
They say I sound like the greats, say I sound like the rest
But I’m just getting heavy emotions off of the chest.
Ouroboros biting, yeah the snake is awake
How much more pressure can the vessel take?
I remember warm nights, now it’s freezing rain
Converting all the memories into the gain.
I’m a rogue agent, I’m a system glitch
Digging my way out of the dirty ditch.
So put the city on the map, put the state on the back
Momo Tenji launching the counter-attack.
(Chorus)
I’m a Carolina Reaper, burning in the cold (Fire!)
Story of the ghost that was never really told.
From New Bern, NC, yeah I got it in the blood
Now I’m drowning in the snow and I’m drowning in the mud.
They want the "Party Girl" vibe, but I give 'em the pain
Standing in the dish pit, going insane.
I miss the heat, I miss the sun, I miss the Carolina street
Now I’m fighting all the demons in the Battle Creek sleet.
(Outro)
(Guitar feedback fades out)
NC stand up.
Friedghostly... offline.
FriedGhostly