Not For Airports

Lyrics

I've never had my head bagged and been walked into woods But I imagine I should That sort of hardcore helpless could do me some good Strengthen my emotional tank in the cutthroat man ranking That survival does sanction It's that or a vacation 'Cause I can hear my bones scraping on a former you And that ain't cool Using trauma as fuel in world cruel has made mule Of stallion, raft of galleon, dead soldier mountain out of battalion And none of that gallant... More elephant and ant unbalanced Raw talent and bad luck buck wildin' I don't make the sort of music safe to play in airports Don't pair well with footage of sports, yacht shots And branded content of course The whole don't blink, always think Rifle of a poem ensures who don't know him Deeper ink, handle whole weight sink Immeasurable treasures clink And gill. Spilled at the sea bottom of god problems Struggle formal, almost floral, sharp, dangerous coral Sprawls your morals and merc Mire, sea inside me on fire