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Moor Mother – Repeater lyrics
Over our head
Repeater, deceiver
Over our head
Death precedes me
My nation, my parliament, my ritual of wealth
We hold death over our head
We hold life over our head
I hope you get what you've been giving out
I hope you choke on all the memories
No light, just insecurities, false hope and enemies
Who taught you to be a witness of our mother's death?
Who taught you to be a witness of our mother's death?
[?] after the broken heart on the blood
The blood, our blood boils in a song
And I have killed you in my mind's eye
And I can't wait to be free from the stench of generosity
I want and wish nothing from you but a haunting of a ghost
Leave me, don't speak to me again
Come back when you are made of ashes
No windows in a box gets me dead
Guesses are over our head
Maybe it doesn't matter, she said
Let me go ask mascots, tell you what he said
The world's a ghetto, just ask the bedbugs in my bed
Just ask the fucking sand
Is it code red or [?]
They're coming along to the song of the dj punting
And saying something
Repeater, deceiver
Over our head
Death precedes me
My nation, my parliament, my ritual of wealth
We hold death over our head
We hold life over our head
I hope you get what you've been giving out
I hope you choke on all the memories
No light, just insecurities, false hope and enemies
Who taught you to be a witness of our mother's death?
Who taught you to be a witness of our mother's death?
[?] after the broken heart on the blood
The blood, our blood boils in a song
And I have killed you in my mind's eye
And I can't wait to be free from the stench of generosity
I want and wish nothing from you but a haunting of a ghost
Leave me, don't speak to me again
Come back when you are made of ashes
No windows in a box gets me dead
Guesses are over our head
Maybe it doesn't matter, she said
Let me go ask mascots, tell you what he said
The world's a ghetto, just ask the bedbugs in my bed
Just ask the fucking sand
Is it code red or [?]
They're coming along to the song of the dj punting
And saying something
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