Black Hole Son

This is a testament

To the broken black boy who hated his life
Who grew up facing the dangerous patience inside
Waiting to snap on anyone who tempted him to
Who slept on concrete, curled on the ground
Missing his food

He's like a caged dog, rage all that he's ever known
All alone, ripped away from the place that he called home
He never stood a chance in the ways of this world
Cause in his dreams he was hauntеd by the face of this girl

He grеw fond of, but bonds never managed to stay
Heart pounding, tears stream when they mention her name
Yeah, the darkness creeps in when nobodies around
The only way to escape through the feelings of sound

He grows colder, refuses to hugged or be touched
He severs his lust, annihilates his reason to trust
Anybody or anything that gets in his way
And so the harshness of reality stays

His heart heart scarred by the poverty
And damage of the family feuds
It stains his soul black like the tar on his shoe

He's hard on his brothers, stays by the side of his mother
Through sickness or health, through vomit or comet cleanser
Or ominous figures, depressive episodic recombinant
Paper bag oxygen filters, through car crashes and aunt stabbings

Through having a heart to heart after dark in the park
After getting laid off at her job after dance recitals

After tidal wave after wave of an abusive cycle
He's suicidal, he wants to die so
Badly, but he only do this by reclaiming the light
So he goes postal, he's so i-so-lated

His whole mind just caves into the abyss that he's trapped inside
This one's for the boys with the blackened eyes
His mind caves into the abyss that he's trapped inside
This one's for the boys with the

Blackened eyes