Xayra
no pleasure at all
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no soil no homeland
no womb no blood
where do i belong?
what am i struggling for?
like a finless shark
no sense in swimming
goods and feels held to ransom
scalpel without anesthetic
cruel, frisky gravity
i'll end broken apart
i'm chocking
with my own breath
i'm freezing
in my own heat
no pleasure at all
but still roaming
no pleasure at all
- Album:
- Resilience Blues