Moor Mother - Repeater

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Over our head
Repeater, deceiver
Over our head
Death precedes me
My nation, my parliament, my ritual of wealth
You hold death over our head
You 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 new 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?
You are saying you love her after you’ve broken her heart
My blood, the blood, our blood boils in response
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
Guess you dead
Guess it’s over our head
Maybe we 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 code dead?
They’re coming along to the song of the DJ punting
And saying something