Serial Misery - Native Son

Do you feel safe

Cause you know

I’m every place that you go

I drink until my hands shake

So many people in this town

Someones bound to hear the sounds

Of the same griefs we can’t take

I can’t sleep, I’m seein-

Shadows in my window

Candy cigarettes calling my name

And as I bleed, Moonlight shining through my window

From the minaret, I- hear you rap my pain

Shot a scene in the galloway, swerving

Big Cab Calloway curtains

Break the bank tryna break my chains!

Wall to wall

Biking outta my lane

Pen got its ink from the fountain

Of youth

I’m drowning

In all this bleach, tryna blot out my stains

Play the meek til I come out my frame!

BRIDGE:

You think that’s air

You’re breathing?

Oh you think, oh you think, oh you think

You think that’s air you’re breathing

Misery, Misry, Misery

Oh

Misery, Misery, Misry

I- think about how i came in cold, not the way that I chose

Don’t expect me to change my mind-

The way most niggas change their clothes

I can only tell my truth in my songs-

Blue blood leaking from my nose…

Been gone out my mind for so long

I forgot how the whole things goes but I;

Have time to make time

Feelin' real bad

Fake fine

Forehead with bullets on it

Duck the call for Facetime

I’ve been talking to a dead friend

I can only get ‘bout yay high-

I stopped smoking for my girl

It’s only been a couple days but I-

Haven’t hit a lick in like a-

Year

I can’t steal something that might make me feel less-

Cold

A couple niggas used to make fun of my- ears

They couldn’t hear me hit the problem on the- nose

It’s almond shaped, i’m crying cyanide-

Tears

I’m in the streets, lets get this show out on the-

Road!

I heard somebody tell someone I was the-

Problem

My complexion got me crooning with the-

Crows

I told her…

High seats

High fashion!

Dawg

I see, I’m cashin' all

My chips-

My darling

Taking gin 'n tonic sips-

My darling

Lil bro gone have to pick my coffin out

Big stick shift i’m walling our

I wonder if i’m missed when I’m not around…

When I’m not a-