Been draped over dozens of faces
Been cut, dried, bleached and braided
One part dead, one part haunted
Get up close and you see the ghosts
A little squint, now skeletons
Shamans drink the salt water
State your case,
All stand,
Rotate
Ain’t it just like me to talk so ugly
Wash my mouth or just watch me now
It bubbles up, gargles down, to a stomach pit
And my words, my words they drown
And go on and out
Can’t count the pretty little ghosts in you
Or all the color i put you through
Grow longer longer, longer, long
Lash my back, spur me on
Longer, longer, longer, long
Weighs my neck
Keeps me young
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