Feet
I could not believe it
Could not believe my eyes
The thing that I saw down there
Down between your thighs
I consume it over and over again
Roll over Abdullah holy broken skin
If I turn it over, would you make it work?
When you plug it in, will you dig the dirt?
Can you count me sideways to that other realm?
Can you take me up there? Can you take the helm?
Beat me full of promise, I pray and I pray God
My refugee is throbbing underneath the sod
Deep inside a man all loyalty dissolves
Deep inside a stranger necessity absolves
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
Down here in the darkness
We assume the best
Refuse every kindness
Swallow your distress
Baby beats his chest
So that he can hide
That soaring precipice
That he's passing off as pride
When I look at women, all I see is other men
Fold 'em just like cattle, fold 'em like Sean Penn
The sea washed off my features
Perfect nonchalance
Nothing to diminish
Nothing to enhance
G.G. Hadi tears in the Woody Allah dirt
This ones on a crusade, this ones stuck at work
I hope your children wash up bloated on my shore
Caucasians sashimi in a sand nigga storm
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
As you walk
Down to the bright white apology of my skin
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
Could not believe my eyes
The thing that I saw down there
Down between your thighs
I consume it over and over again
Roll over Abdullah holy broken skin
If I turn it over, would you make it work?
When you plug it in, will you dig the dirt?
Can you count me sideways to that other realm?
Can you take me up there? Can you take the helm?
Beat me full of promise, I pray and I pray God
My refugee is throbbing underneath the sod
Deep inside a man all loyalty dissolves
Deep inside a stranger necessity absolves
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
Down here in the darkness
We assume the best
Refuse every kindness
Swallow your distress
Baby beats his chest
So that he can hide
That soaring precipice
That he's passing off as pride
When I look at women, all I see is other men
Fold 'em just like cattle, fold 'em like Sean Penn
The sea washed off my features
Perfect nonchalance
Nothing to diminish
Nothing to enhance
G.G. Hadi tears in the Woody Allah dirt
This ones on a crusade, this ones stuck at work
I hope your children wash up bloated on my shore
Caucasians sashimi in a sand nigga storm
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
As you walk
Down to the bright white apology of my skin
Feet
Don't fail me now
Feet
Don't fail me now
Credits
Writer(s): Saul Henry Owen Adamczewski, Lias Kaci Saoudi, Gamaliel Rendle Traynor, Dante Rendle Traynor, Nathan Fabian Saoudi
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