Dead White Boy - Two Inch Astronaut

Dead white boy, swings from the heaviest limb now

He’s all gone, whiter than ever before now

What a shame, we should have done something different

told me to tell you to read what he wrote

and told me to tell you to relay a vote, did you like it?

is it publishable?

exit the carnival coughing for air,

look deep inside of the nothing is there

and how would they know how it feels to be you without it?

dead white boy, he was in one of my classes

long ago, went upside his head with a back brace

tell me did you even like him that much?

now they’re coming to get you but nobody cares,

death is an entrance and you’re not prepared

when you have what I want you’ll be the first to find out

last Halloween he carved with symmetry

two eyes, a nose, a ripped mouth all his own that said

«I want you to be able to look at me for once»

best part of knowing it all is you already know what you want

best part of having a jaw is you can still talk when its gone

best part of packing it in is you already got it how you lived

dead white boy, are you afraid of hell?

It’s no place for someone with your

complexion

dead right boy, you were dead to me all along, dead white boy, dead to me all

night long