Moodie Black - Linen Funerals lyrics

I never rot the way that others do Knew from baby feathers I was better tryna always clip this cheddar Ma** defender The cast I'm in is not the proper color pallete pastor worded father here's your sinner From baby birth to now the power links the genders No one notices im walking in both gardens barefoot and embara**ed I'm just a touch impoverished to my backword brethen mammals of the mighty sculptures Hiding in the bushes. Who you f**ing? I'm just as strong as any girl, so where the f**'s my weapon at your scary hacks Afriad to be who you is on the weekends The rapping blanket suffocates the African Americana Wets the flaming men from modern prairies to the ghettos...not at all... What will you wear when you die? Remember I was three the flowers got the best of me I vanished in the blanket of a locked room I could tell what I would do was not of talking Baby bad and never thinking, keep the human in the closet Bury him in softest linen. Ridicule all horses will, not allowed dressed in fields Loving what I never bought, not allowed, had to steal. Never softer not a guy Something bout these fangs I'm hanging, paranoid. I'm paralyzed... What will you wear when you die?