Palm Dat - Perfect Light

All my friends are
Building monuments
I am learning to
Spell the alphabet
Perfect light is a terrible thing to waste
But there's concrete up to my waist
On the way home neon overhead
Legs stretched out
With an open book
Ring the bell by pulling in the string
When your back is to me it's easy to spell
When your back is to me it's easy to spell
Crush quick
Love slow
Streets slick
Blood flow
Death by
Samurai
Notes sent
Not signed
Past left
Sail right
Slow fade
Sleep tight
Spit shine
Try again
Chest split
Skin smooth
Wipe the wet from my eyes
Lotion on my elbows
Say nothing
Change everything
Say Nothing
Change everything
Say Nothing
Change Everything

Written by:
Akila Fields

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