Forestgreen - Black Curtains

I’m a needle in hay so come find me
I haven’t seen the light of day, It’s so blinding
My black curtains working not certain the sun’s shining
Yea, how I like it, just how I like it
Accept the fact your finger is bleeding, don’t try to fight it
The nicest criminal in the slums, but not indicted
You still don’t think about my ass, I still do it
Of course I know my singing is ass, I’ll still do it
I know you think my shit is so trash
I’m use to it
Something bout my ears all I hear
Is real music
Ay, I’m a needle in hay, so come find me
That shit is so needless to say so why remind me
My black curtains working not certain the sun’s shining
Yea how I like it, just how I like it
I’m a needle in hay, so come find me
Bitch get the fuck out my face, and dont eye me
Cuz here I lay in layers of hay so don’t mind me
Could’ve said that a bit more nice and more kindly
My black curtains working not certain the sun’s shining
My black curtains working not certain the sun’s shining
Yea how I like it, just how I like it

Written by:
Marquel Wilson

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