Song: Baby Gots Venom
Album: Lesser Restoration
Artist: Toussaint Morrison
Written by: Toussaint Morrison
Released March 10, 2017
ref: https://open.spotify.com/album/2GXxP1jw8K59NFwqxTeFkf
Packed up the bottle,
burned another down
It’s time to see if my
luck is any better in the next town
Scorned my lover, I wouldn’t
let her in
I got these walls that I
built long ago, and they’re thick
I’m an exit. Moments flow
through me.
Nobody’s tool except my
heart when it’s pulling
I tried to cut it out
once, but I couldn’t find a blade
Sharp enough to cut
through the walls I already made
There’s no trouble in the
discomfort of the act
It’s the comfort in not
lettin’ you love me back
The fear of givin’ you a
world you no longer want
A world that celebrates
the light as much as the dark
My past sits with me most
mornings at the breakfast table
Next to an empty chair
that sits next to Banquo
That sits next to the idea
you can only dream careful
When sittin’ next to your
worst fears and people you won’t let go
I don’t know who I am
Can’t expect you to know
better
But if ya can, hold my
hand
While I’m out here tryin’
to get there
-
Chorus
When in doubt, don’t try
to figure me out
My past’ll make ya momma
run for the hills
Trust when the gravity
hits ya, I’ll be right there to lift ya
I can take fire without
givin’ hell
So long to that stranger
ya knew
Salam to the new night
So long to your red, white
and blue
Salam to the good fight
-
Finished the bottle, let
another burn
Right now, I’m good. I’ll
figure out my luck in the next world
My lover’s gone. The scorn
was too much
For her to understand
scorn goes hand in hand with love
And I’m no yoga in the
park
I’ll take your ideals out
for a good swing dance in the dark
Y’see, light’s an
illusion: She’s deadly and gorgeous
So, now I only take
direction from the local blind swordsman
If blood can coexist with the
poison in my veins
Then there’s no wall that
can’t be given a door frame
I keep it locked, not to
keep you out.
Momma told me not to let a
viper in the house
Baby gots venom, I’m still
her huckleberry
It’s the vanity that makes
this samurai wary
The jagged parts of my
life are the only parts that I got
And they’ve made good for
buildin’ a city around the heart
You wanna be right and get
what you want
Ya wanna sure thing and a pleasant
surprise
I can’t promise it all,
but I’ll give ya good love
And a full heart cos you
the Triforce of my eye
-
Chorus
When in doubt, don’t try
to figure me out
My past’ll make ya daddy
grab his pistol
Trust when the gravity
hits ya, I’ll be right there to lift ya
I can take fire without
givin’ hell
So long to that stranger
ya knew
Salam to the new night
So long to your red, white
and blue
Salam to the good fight
