Kari's Face

I see her light another cigarette
She really hasn't had enough yet
It's really something she might never get
When she's alive (when she's alive, she's alive)

Always there working to achieve love
When she just cannot seem to see above
All the things that she's seen before
It's locking her up, knocking-knocking her

Tell me, how do I fill up this emptiness?
Is it all true, their lies
All the the words they said in my head?

Every single thing, every single word that you say
Is on a replay, on a replay (in my head)
Every single thing, every single word that you say
Is on a replay, on a replay

The words our mama and our daddy say
They had a way of gettin' in our head
But she's gotta listen to herself instead
Before she's dead (before she's dead)

It's not enough that she's a lonely mess
She's trying to figure out just who she is
They've told she was ugly since she was a kid
That's what they told her
Why did they feed her? (Lies)

Tell me, how do I fill up this emptiness?
Is it all true, their lies
All the the words they said in my head?
Every single thing, every single word that you say
Is on a replay, on a replay (in my head)
Every single thing, every single word that you say
Is on a replay, on a replay

I'm big black bro blind bitch
Make you wanna get your head checked
I'm a big bro black blind bitch
Make you wanna get your head checked
And I know how you feel
How you fear, how you tear, how you're torn

How they make you feel like you don't deserve yourself, let alone anyone else
I understand, how they take you by the hand and say
"You'll always need help, 'cause you're disabled, and you're a female"
And then you're black, and then you're crazy, and then your face, it has hair
And then your eyes, they don't care

They can't see you over here
What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? (Black and brown, black and brown)
Something's wrong with you, something's wrong with you (black and brown, black and brown)
Something's wrong with me? Something's wrong with you (black and brown, black and brown)
I don't know what's true, I don't know who to be (black, black, black, black)

Black, black, black, black
Black, black, black, black
Black, black, black, black
Black, black, black
Is that a cuss word? Black?



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Writer(s): Brittany Davis
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