Flunky from Mockbirth by Mockbirth

Mockbirth - Flunky

She stands on her porch like a million night ago.
She views the void between the guts of the scene.
A ragged nightgown just over her knee.
She clamps her teddy-bear like never before.

Where does he roam?
She rants and raves.
She rubs her charm and in, her salad days.
She's cross-dressing, her little friend.
He stares at her above, like she is for rent.

And like you didn't know, you act surprised.
Stay off the grind and toe the line.

Get mad, Be God.
You laugh, I'm half.

Five in the morning in the same play,
plain, vain, every day's a fane.
I wore my urges and I flossed 'em in drain.
Shame, stain, insane my reign.

Am I afraid?
The silencers.
The dirty spade and sympathetic vommiters.
Ain't I that precious?
Ain't I the heir?
Leaving no fucking trace, a worthy dare.

And like I didn't know, I'm fake-surprised.
Stay off the grind and toe the line.

Get mad, Be God.
You laugh, I'm half.

Be God.

• Alternative
• Downtempo
• Electroacoustic
• Experimental
• Flunky. Downtempo
• Loop-based
• Mockbirth
• Rock
• Trip-Hop
• indie
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