Skip to content
Lyric
Dive
Public playlists
My playlists
Search
Sign in
DID U CUM YET
Blackhaine
Popularity ยท Low
+
๐ฌ๐ง English ยท Original
0
0
Listen
YouTube
1
2
3
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Original
Translation
Bilingual
And as I stared back at a thousand men
In these staircase annulments
Broken teeth
I let the rain wash against my pale face and bleed
Armored feet
I'm in the Ford focused on smoking weed 'til my lungs black
Tourniquets strapped
I close both my eyes and begin swimming in the pavement
And let graves pour out of my mouth
These hills are raped with tower blocks
Children swimming in the womb
It's so cold inside this room
I shaved my clay into the sink
Tracksuits incubated
Loaded in the way I think
I close my eyes and begin swimming in the pavement
My city is ripped in half
The sound the train makes is like a thousand hallow screams in a glass
Shallow men who weep into my mouth triggered that
Estate relief an armor, the gun flashed
I could have been something
I close my eyes and begin swimming in the pavement
Hard strings in my wrist, the night eclipse
Through holes inside me and sleep in the mist
She's leaned against her window, tears still rust on the blade
City ripped in half, between other slaves
I close my eyes and begin swimming in the pavements
Coal in my palms
She in the corner swallowing limbs
Spike in my arms, stones covered in cling
One, ten's still hollowed in
In this room we built a bridge over abyss
Automatic kids
In amputated wombs like foreign wings
When we sleep beside your body feel like stone
These bedsheets like some old grave, I can't turn myself away from
The traffic outside atone
I exhale remorse passively
Razors cut my narrow stomach and continue to dig
Gore tex cracked, I'm still dormant again in the flats
Wet glass on the end can't let me pierce
Blood in my ears, I'm in the ends
No selfish tears
I close my eyes
Shields on every part of us
ย
Tracing through corridors shorter than her arm
Cradling guards
Pale bastards and every one of them failing slowly
Preston skinheads
Rented cars, cutting hard
I'm on the M65, with resentments charged
Bedsheets like some old grave I can't turn myself away from
Children fell like bombs from the sky we were born in the same slum
I saw a thousand taps bleed stones crack stones all to death in them basin
The rains leave cuts on my face when it's raining
I'm inside of a womb where death ain't ending
Blade on lap when I drive, see ghosts on the M6
Smoke weed in black car funeral march in procession
I don't care what she say, but she meant it
Wrap the car round the tree when dent it
Still I ride through boroughs
With a gun that's borrowed
With a gun that's hollowed
Girls crying black sorrow, my eyes don't follow
Shots like terminal patients reside in the flats way above
Used to fuck a lot but she never showed love
Homeless dance that we found in the club
Mist in my neck, black dogs in the cut
Girls used to phone me for weed, now they phone me for flake
I can't work out which one of us changed
I could have blown my head off in Salford
The drum might have missed, but the rhythm still plays
Drunk in the staircase and the hallway
Feel the knife in my lungs when I drive in estate
Feel the rock in my mouth, and I'm numb to the taste
I came back to the ends and nothing had changed
Just a broke down man in a bruised estate
Black and white
But it turn all grey
Black and white
Eternal grey
I see black and white, it's eternal grey
I closed my eyes and begin swimming in pavement
ย