Moodie Black - Hawk Vs Vulture lyrics

Basquiat in flaming to a mood beat The peace is so unfastened that it d**hens to the humans I do not believe in any words that says your race is what these people hardly like Enough to burn you on a cross-wood Make-believe the manger to the haggard heights Of mangled taxidermied crows The golden chains of whatever you're doing I was at the desert by my lift alone Discussing with a vulture When a hawk had led me to a bed of feathers Balancing the bless you want with eldest dirt Has hardened all my veins That I had tethered to the stomach of our dream-world You in in effect THE MASS And I am part the wing of what the Hell's a**igned To whatever the bells are f**ing saying Baby, you will have to be alone While I am burning for the ma**es And imploding in an android-less planet I am not alone And I will never be So you can rest-a**ured I'm coming back on Jimmy Fallon with a vengeance f** it You never wanted me f** it. Desert, Dirty, Dusty Why the f** you asking why the flame remains the same rot? The name is moodie d**h the main refrain from all the noise co*k The rosary of pa**ive murder, earners of American dead and rot in a church at the steeple-drenched in a ma**ive black You aren't afraid of me are you b**h? With your moss-colored fairy dust carriage in all its f**ing glory You are a medium f** ba*tard that's wanting to be hipster as the next d**h of ma**ive f**s... (Inaudible) You never wanted me f** it. Desert, Dirty, Dusty...