Sit in this chair 'til you like your hair.
Sit in this chair 'til you like your skin.
Sit in this chair 'til you like your life.
Sit in this chair 'til you love yourself.
Sorry for saying sorry, and I'm sorry for being there,
quiet in there, be quiet and stare.
Bitch be woke.
Wake the fuck up.
If I lose control one more time, it'd be the be-all-end-all. Things must stop.
If I have breath control, then why am I still breathing?
Pause. Did you say something?
Pause. Did you accidentally take my breath away?
Sorry that this circumstance didn't allow this happiness.
Dick better let me breathe. Dick better let me be.
I'm too tired to keep screaming.
Please stop asking me what is next. I started with half a plan, and less of a deck. I'm trying to maintain during these days. Survive and sustain during my blackest of ways.
But I stay black, my truth remains black, through loss and gain, I keep it black, and when I scream, I stay black, that's where I'm at, yeah, back to black, back to black, that's where I'm at, yeah, back to black, back to black, back to black.
Sorry for being sorry, and I'm
sorry for being sorry, and I'm
sorry for being sorry, and I'm
sorry for being sorry, and I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry for being, I'm
sorry, I'm
sorry, I'm
sorry, I'm
sorry, I'm I'm I'm I'm
These "Dashing Dino Dames" fuckin slay! High pop decadence and punk brutality, a flurry of talons and a wry, fangéd smile. We love this live joint. T-Rextasy's scary-fun vibes really come thru! Blacker Face