Obsidian Mirror

from w0nky by cunabear

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lyrics

Take a look in the obsidian mirror

Every memory held by black men's hands grip the noose by the loop and dare the front man to kick down the safety switch that sends these cooped pigeons through the roof

As if I'm not free by definition
Defying my current living conditions persevering apparitions as I wait for the bat signal in the sky telling me it's time to rise again as the darkest night fades

To sunrise
Glazed

Over the fact that Brother Starlight and Sister Moon seem to always have better things to do than cover my 6 while I turn tail for them hills

Hidden Valley where all my former awkward exoskeletal shells try
To live forward-facing progressive lives

Growing good-guy cops in patchy crop circles
Circling the vanity of the drain
Swirling humbly away
Way way way over yonder where the spontaneous attitude is pondered upon without a fear for the fall

All my niggas are
Walking tall
And the humble earthworms still crawl

As our narrative is called to be displayed upon a Jumbotron
Of honesty
Induced by alcohol
A pair of balls and a need for catharsis living in the suburban projection of a ghetto
I feel as if my goals are nearly met
Though that's probably just the part of me that wants to breathe with certainty that the next police officers I see won't crack knuckles and bats across my legs, arms, and back like the got my homie

Rest in peace, Eilonwy
I know you came a long way
Black Cauldron tells my future
I hope I make it home today
I'll even take the back way

(All my niggas are
Walking tall
And the humble earthworms still crawl
We burn ex lives into the mirror
We write scriptures on bathroom stalls

All my homies
Float with grace
And the humble earthworms still crawl
I don't have time for saving face
On my belly turning dirt to vital psalms)

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from w0nky, released May 1, 2016
Produced by sp00ks

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