(Hook)
I was born in a cemetery (yeah)
Moon hanging low, it remember me (straight up)
Learned to walk on skulls and bones
Now the dead all whisper through me (woo)
Horror stories, talking heads
Every sermon come with debt
Gold teeth in a jackal grin
Whole system smell like death
Six feet, six feet down
Hear the choir beneath the ground
City built on broken backs
Barren dirt, don’t make a sound
(Verse)
Funeral moon over my shoulder
Cold wind crawling through my lungs
Gravedirt stuck up on my sneakers
Been this way since I was young
Taught to speak by ghosts at midnight
Every lesson came with blood
Every blessing got a knife edge
Every river turned to mud
Black brim shadow by the roadside
Cane tapping on the stone
Said “this hunger gon consume you”
I said “I already know”
Three-piece suit, jackal smile
Counting bodies by the pile
Talking heads up on the screen
Selling fire to the child
Loki in the counting room
Numbers dancing round the tomb
Trickle-down narcotic rain
Cancer growing where it bloom
Chasing carrots, chasing status
Running circles through the smoke
Bought a crown of polished diamonds
Still woke up with hands around my throat
(Bridge)
Bottom line, six feet deep
Every king still gotta sleep
Every prayer you couldn’t keep
Still got buried under me
(Hook)
I was born in a cemetery (yeah)
Moon hanging low, it remember me (straight up)
Learned to walk on skulls and bones
Now the dead all whisper through me (woo)
Horror stories, talking heads
Every sermon come with debt
Gold teeth in a jackal grin
Whole system smell like death
Six feet, six feet down
Hear the choir beneath the ground
City built on broken backs
Barren dirt, don’t make a sound
(Verse 2)
I seen angels with burnt wings fallin’
Turned to ash on the boulevard
Prayin’ loud but the sky stay silent
God don’t answer in the graveyard
Pocket full of broken promises
Faith folded like a dead man’s hand
Every dream got a price tag on it
Every hope get buried in sand
White lies in a blacked-out suburb
Church bells ring but they feel wrong
Preacher talkin’ like a salesman
Sellin’ heaven with a sad song
I been walkin’ through the fallout
Ash rain fallin’ on my head
Every smile got a hidden dagger
Every friend feel like the dead
(Outro)
When the city go black, I don’t run
I was raised where the dead don’t sleep
When the last light crack, I still come
With the mud and the blood on me
They built heaven out of hunger
Sold a dream and called it peace
Now the choir sound like thunder
And the grave won’t set me free
Frezzydee
