Kid Kuma

Lyrics

Caught staring at the millionaire By the manager of its disgusting fur I presented a gift, a hand-carved Tibetan beggar's bowl To house all its little bugs and little burrs Sucker-punched by a meth-head I always knew I would have to leave this town I knew I had to go scatter little shrapnel of myself all Around Had to cover a lot of ground Kid Kuma Glow on em Kid Kuma This is the big coming home Grease on the crown I can feel the days chase me down How many ways Can I say I that I am afraid? I am afraid A full moon will fuck with my heart Don't fuck with my heart Kid Kuma Glow on em Kid Kuma This is the big coming home