I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES

[Chorus: Ada Rook]
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations

[Verse 1: Backxwash]
My only reason for being locked in submission
Or caught off religion
Is born as part of the system, I see the
The holy scriptures
Politics on the women
Prodigies and ambition
Their fallacies are forgiven, I see
Lost in addiction
Exiled from my sisters
Colonies and their vision
Robbing me of my diction
I feel love and betrayal
Prophecies will be livid
'Cause harmony is replaced with idiocity of these bitches
I’ll probably never visit
Far reaches from kinship
Part of me starts to miss 'em
So pardon me in these lyrics
The artistry that I'm giving
Ghosted up in the matrix
Almost like our ancients were posted up in the slave ships
Maybe visit Rwanda or Botswana instead
'Cause motherfuckers just really don't want me until it’s dead
And these racist bitches up north
Like God don’t love me okay
I'm walking round in these bitch
And in my mind I will say

[Chorus: Ada Rook]
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me (Waiting for something new)
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination (But it just follows you)
Greyhound station
Release me abomination (Release me, will I make it through?)
Not again
My demons have populations

[Verse 2: Backxwash]
I've seen the pain
Many tears in their eyes
My sisters are dying
No chance, giving up trying
I see the, the Lord has witnessed
Many swords in my ribcage
Just when I need him most
I get left ignored, it’s ridiculous
I see no thing as justice
World is run by the wicked
Get a gun and you finish it, everyone will be livid
I see their smiles, let 'em run through the grinning
I'm thinking like "Shit, only been gone for a couple minutes"
Should I point and blast it at my open casket
With the roses as fresh as the sky?
Or will the mourning laughing
And the crocodile tears
Expose all my willing to die?
And will my folks and family know and understand me
Got no hope of just being alive?
And f you close the bracket on some older math shit
All the polls got me screaming inside
And if the devil calls me, it will be end of story
I'll be bled for glory in this purgatory
And my menopause will be set before me
And my legs are broken and the sweat convulsing
On the bed I'm moping with a head of horns
And the red in clothing in the den of swords
With the stake impaled, as Satan sells me
On the perfect hell and he says it well

[Outro: Ada Rook]
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations
Hungry devouring streets
Everything that I can't run away from
Houses are rotting teeth
A concrete tongue beneath my feet
Reminders of that place
Digest the person I've made
No escape from this mundane damnation
Empty, alone, waiting
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination (It just follows you)
Greyhound station, release me abomination (Forever)
Not again
My demons have populations
Empty, alone, waiting (Motherfucker)
Everything that didn't kill me
Set me adrift between
Run away, no destination
Greyhound station, release me abomination
Not again
My demons have populations (Get me out of here)