Black Waters - A. Flora

Can’t take what’s yours

What’s mine

Can you stop blurring the lines

Can you stop

Moving the lines

Swindler

We’re swimming in black waters

The darker the pearl, the sparrow

The tighter the hole, narrow

The deeper the void

And there’s no way to avoid

The drown-the drowning

Darling

Can’t take what’s yours

What’s mine

Can you stop blurring the lines

Can you stop

Moving the lines

Swindler

We’re swimming in black waters

Now there’re bones in your closet

And they gesticulate like a marmoset

Do we need to press reset?

We should need to fill in the cleft

To prevent the next

Attempted theft

Can’t take what’s yours

What’s mine

Can you stop blurring the lines

Can you stop

Moving the lines

Swindler

We’re swimming in black waters

Can’t take what’s yours

What’s mine

Can you stop blurring the lines

Can you stop

Moving (moving) the lines (the lines)

Swindler (swindler)

We’re swimming in black waters

What’s mine

Stop blurring the lines

Stop blurring the lines

We’re swimming in black waters

We’re swimming in black waters