Pain and Flinch
Ayòmi
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Intone Where does it hurt? Where? Here Answer, Here? Careful- Okay It's Ayòmi Yeah, listen Careful, it hurts For my knee grows an ego in stimuli till it bursts A communicable sorrow back home to family making it worse To praise the wailing wind in soft bass and harmony For whose nurse could prescribe me this past life remedy Today, my breath runneth a counterwave I have never seen Overseas acapellized anthem flagging through the morning wind Nothing rhymes along the tiny borderlining nemesis S-s-s-stammering too much grief for a generation that has never seen Enough pain and flinches Stain and bleaches Lanes and finishes Stainless bitches Running from sunburn when the eclipse tables turn Around in pile of stitches Stitching lips around them leaches So you know I'll never miss this The stray bullets from them hisses Uh Cos' early in the morning, you hear the sirens swing The front liners and barbers are snapping really quick My knee hurts from all them prolonging sprints For wherever my head bows is where my saviour lives Uh Cos early in the morning I bear a brother's pain Swerving from left to right Changing from gears to lanes Call it a blind date's dance Call it a red-unstained An upbeat chance to prove I can do this again and again The right words could destroy me I've always known that But I've got to get my morning prayer straight to the point Before I visit a very good old high school friend like an old poem Perhaps late or pretty on time in breath Uh God's words aren't to be plagiarized But pardon when I say I am the I am that I'm not or perhaps, used to be I'm a palette of traumas like little kids Uninformed about sunburns, earth bursts and cloudrusts I am what you see from your street curtains I'm a wounded boy like a federal funded mine sites monitored by motorcops I'm a black thing in his favourite lawsuit fashion Dragging myself with my teeth through the asphalt scrubs of peeled emotions and skins and sore lickings An unprocessed cotton picked on by my highschool mates I'm a sketchy reptile in hoodie and silent prayers So I say Take this poetic O Lord and use it for whatever story for whatever absent-minded brother's keeper misery For I limp as if there's some sorta bullet in my right leg Not ready to heal Like my earring holes Real ugly Uncured lesions Attracting flies All pathways stand in my way and against me Please do not tell me you told me so At least be nice enough to tell the boy to be safe For how else to maintain this goddamn costly black skin To gamble blindly To bet a bullet trifecta with your forehead, chest or posterior Through the hustle that leaves one in dust and rust in this flee market of a life Ask the woman who I remind her of her late son She is late to the bus stop for the first time Oh, she says My kid was an athlete for the country that took the baton from my hand when I ran from my homeland She knows a runner when she sees one A ruptured underlying blood vessel
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