Anomalady (feat. Billy Woods)

(I’m getting colder)

[billy woods]

Dissolute

I slouched at the loom

Fiddling with the strings like the thing outta tune

On the blackest night, there’s a fire deep in the gloom

But you gotta wonder who or whom

I'd keep moving I was you

Game four in they house, you know we brought the brooms

After a while, you don’t remember the crowds or venues, just the hotel rooms

¿Tu Tienes WiFi?

It’s just me in a stocking cap, watching TV

The city dead out the window, still not even sleepy

Sleep deprivation, the days keep leaking

Life on the screen, light the dark like a beacon

But you gotta wonder what might come creeping

Who might want even

[Infinite Disease]

Look, fuzz on my back, still...loving life for all seasons

Giving world ending updates, no Nealon

‪Loosie conjured spirits, had to sage up the doorway‬’s leases

‪Dismemberments layered like a fucking cauliflower wedding cake‬

Whipping baking soda, called in a pound for a make quota

Enamared with Chopras, and them chapters still ain’t even been opened

Testimonial displays the mini Buddha

Temples growing grander, nieces limited them elitists to minor pheromoned leader’s house fires

Existential dreaded sarcophagus, crusts dusting into hours

A born to be nihilist outlier, all that work took more or less 10 grand

Bricks regenned the arrogance, cutting out the white power

Block party so shameless, shouting Vive La Resistance!

Neurotic looking invert to find our true meaning

Letter to the tykes, stop, go, halt, freeze, like,

“This right now is our hour

Our time down here”

Devil lurking round that prayer log, can’t avoid the tears

All that’s known is, what’s happening now is arriving, settled in warm when it’s here

Settled in warm when it’s here...