dominique

look

i can feel resentment from a hall away

i can read the tension it be on display

dap me like a brother, but its Cain and Abel

leave me in a field do it please you?

i can feel the daggers in your side eyes

i can carry weight from the noon to the night time

i don't ever pray, I just howl at the moon and obey

look how i stay, i don't need to!

if i had to choose, if its you, or the oxygen i breathe

i don't care, i would breathe you

like the air, when i stare, an illusion

your eyes are the mirror to my soul

that i see through

silent stabs as you walk away

see the curve of your lips like a slow blade

tat your name

on my hands

just so that

when i black

out the world

with my palms

i could see you

and if you disapprove i don't mean to

watch your the fire fuckin burn through my greenroom

see my shame in the open it feeds you

i would burn me alive just to please you

i would smolder my soul just to keep you warm

blind both eyes just to see you more

dissolve when you speak, I don't need form

if I will deny myself, would it please you more?

all black lambs are we keeping score

ain't nobody ever grasp what i'm reaching for

eyes to the stars i don't see floor

if I would deny myself, would it

i wanna cut you

to be the one to stitch you up

and if you're down baby be the one to pick you up

and if i had one breath i would fill your lungs with mine

even if it fuck me up, i mean

maybe if we don't break now we don't need to

tell me what's the lowest level you would ever steep to

tell me would you crawl ten miles down to hell and extend me your arm

i would leap just to reach you

tell me lies if i bleed you would bleed too

baby i would live ten lives to be near you in one

tell me that the heat doesn't reach you

baby i would turn this earth just to bring you sun

smolder my soul just to keep you warm

blind both eyes just to see you more

dissolve when you speak, I don't need form

if I will deny myself, would it please you more?

all black lambs are we keeping score

ain't nobody ever had what i'm reaching for

eyes to the stars i don't see floor

if I would deny myself, will it please you more

pave the way make bold lanes waymo's to greatness

they make famous fake gold creations

really they be straight imitations, but they bank roll the pesos

so what's the problem?

i'm nautious

feel bothered and cautious

sound drowned out in a sea of hot garbage

what's an artist, without the millions of bot followers, a sorry one, wannabe

lesser poets in front of me

nepotism your favorite one is a son to me

repetition there's ten of them and there's one of me

hungry for a win i been salivating for validation talking bout the music

but never bout what it's done to me

this shit not fun to me, don't want no company

they pay attention but i want them all in love with me

i hate detention but the sentence like a drug to me

i grip the pen its feeling like a loaded gun on me

start to feel that the world ain't fucking with my songs

all the same direction i'm other lane with my brights on

all i had to see was the homies jumpin in front of me

moshing out to legend like notre dame with their fight song

restless, I been destined to stress this

i don't give a fuck bout the spotify metrics

i don't give a fuck who the mainstream best is

it ain't a phase for me, I'm here for legacy

smolder my soul just to keep you warm

blind both eyes just to see you more

dissolve when you speak, I don't need form

if I will deny myself, would it please you

all black lambs are we keeping score

ain't nobody ever had what i'm reaching for

eyes to the stars i don't see floor

if I would deny myself, will it please you more