Lirik Lagu Black Sweatshirt - Sage Francis
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Tonight I'm in the mood for some unscheduled affectionSpontaneous combustion...I'm playing with my fire insideBurning my inner child blackened his skin to the tint of his sweatshirt"Hey...when you play with the big boys, you get hurt!"I used to suck my thumb while rubbing silk blankets across my cheekUntil my mom denied me access. I bawled for weeksWe don't speak to this day. I came to terms with my fear and loathingNow I wear this clothing...like it's an extra layer of old skinAfraid to shed...tears...in the fabric...from years that I've had itFound abandoned on the stairs to the atticCollecting runaway skin cells...absorbing memoriesIt's been to hell and back, dragged through the dirt and even worn by enemiesBorn in the 70's of the 20th centuryMaking that distinction is for future reference...In case y'all remember meAnd my genesis. What's most important is to remember thisWomen and men are pissed. When they kiss they exchange spit that is venomousMost of it is affection-less and the affects of this has us quick to clench a fistDon't get fancy with your paintbrush when you reminisce
I'm sentimental and I miss what used to be close to meor maybe I've just got OCD and I can't break my old routinesHopefully I reconcile with my inseparable...what lies inside from head to toesInstead of symbolizing clothes...identifying with outside symbols...
Cut out the middle man...
But my woobie is in demand...
I'm feeling like a kid again.
"It protected me from the wind, sea and sandSanity was saved from the crazy cemetery walksAnd every awkward moment spent talking with the Boogie ManMan...managed unconditional comfort. As I've come to understand...The monsters are under my bed again...The monsters are under my bed again."
Dedicated to the memory of my Black Sweatshirt
I'm sentimental and I miss what used to be close to meor maybe I've just got OCD and I can't break my old routinesHopefully I reconcile with my inseparable...what lies inside from head to toesInstead of symbolizing clothes...identifying with outside symbols...
Cut out the middle man...
But my woobie is in demand...
I'm feeling like a kid again.
"It protected me from the wind, sea and sandSanity was saved from the crazy cemetery walksAnd every awkward moment spent talking with the Boogie ManMan...managed unconditional comfort. As I've come to understand...The monsters are under my bed again...The monsters are under my bed again."
Dedicated to the memory of my Black Sweatshirt
