Tourniquet

Starving artist
Hallowed be our father
I don't have the heart to see how further or much farther
I can't
Not finish what it is I started
Victim to my own demise
A prison to the pocket
I got
Hella problems
Feel like I'm in lava
I'm burning but not dying
The journey is only getting harder
Losing soldiers
And I'm seeking solace
Every time I'm close
They just go ghosting
I'm dead regardless
Damned if don't if I do I lose my harvest
Years
I invested in rotten land and spoilt fruit
Make wine when fermenting the juice
It takes time but the toll is when time gets taken from you
Washed away in the tide
Tie tourniquet tight
I'm in the cut but I'm clutching for life
Washed away in the tide
Tie tourniquet tight
I'm in the cut but I'm clutching for life



Credits
Writer(s): Zain Ntuli
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