RUN BOY from Empirical by Sad Salad, arselz

WHAT ARE YOU RUNNING FROM?!
What are you afraid of?

Started as the grieving.
Childhood dreams deceiving.
All those idols that you make, they end up misleading.
Promises you're making come as lies that you're faking.
Innocence you take — is that the price for being cranky?
Show your leg at my daughter's room — be sure that I'll break it.
Too late to cover up your sins, and you can't remake it.
You're too weak to admit 'em, so you might never shake it (off).
Feelings that you're feeling, let your scars come revealing.
You can take them one by one to not repeat this decision.
You don't feel alone — it comes with price of precision.
Don't you know you crowd yourself with mostly garbage and vicious?

Some of you may know I'm fully blind with the visions,
But they keep me on the map, and that's the finest of feelings.
I've been taking photos of a thousand ceilings.
Macro mode showed me it all — it's overfilled with the leeches.
I've been taking photos of a thousand buildings.
Saw you on the roof, and you were giving her kisses.
Run, boy, if you want — because I come for your pinkies.

• Experimental
• Hip-Hop
• Rap
• experimental hip-hop
• indy hip hop
• noisecore
• run boy
• Moscow