Wakala

Wakala

Now ain’t no one wanna be round me

Turned a block around the corner

Now the loneliness has found me

I don’t blame these people

How they cower in fear

Run and hide in their seats

Because the monster is here

Stares, glares, shares

Comments about a warning

Pray to God tomorrow

He’ll be gone in the morning

I walk in my own shame

Walk in my own disgrace

To scared to look

To scared to show my face

I grow a wreath of locks

Charcoal down to my eyes

But I need to break this deadlock

Because I’m cold inside

I’m freezing

Sub zero

Need a hero

But I can’t

Because I’m the villain

In this story

Call me the joker

Because the jokes on me

Dug my own grave

Now I lie in it

No one can save me

So I cry in it

Wakala

Look at that kid

So ugly

I mean, I knew he turned out like that

Glad he’s not me

So they just

Watch me suffocate

But I just need someone to give a save

But my heart can’t resuscitate

This feeling that my face gave

Horror

Can’t look the monster in eyes

Or you might die

Better let it drown

In a hole of guilt and lies

For he dug it himself

And he dug it real well

Just leave him