Moonshining - Dels

You would dance for infinity

Moonshine through your bloodstream

No remedy

Equivalent to slime when I rhyme

Can’t belly me

Can’t stomach the bars

I’m dark flow, ebony

Solar energy, I’m naturally high

If I can’t tough mics I might actually die

I mean actually die, like

Soul touch the sky

Laying on a cloud with a bakewell pie

If you wanna hear knife, gun, knife, gun crime

Feel free to change the channel

'Cus I’m not your guy

He’s a clear flannel, sonny

Wipe your eye

You’re getting all emotional

Now please don’t cry on me

Tired of these kids calling me «cunt»

Calling me «prick»

Throwing pencils about, who threw that?

That hit my lip

The stress kinda follows me home

Fills up my space

This job kinda grates on my bones

Can’t erase

The blind leading the blind

The youth lacks vision

They write over legends

And things that are glistening

And this is the world that we’re living in?

Mic check 1, 2

Are you listening?

As I hopscotch over shit

Trying get home

Sirens are screaming

Headphones are blown

I’m longing for the moonlight

Longing for the stars

I’m longing for my bed

And I’m longing for Mars

I need sleep

Awkward though pouring out the dome

After-work drinks got me feeling kinda slow

Like a polar bear

Casually walking through the snow

We’re moonshining

I’m moonshining

We’re moonshining

We’re just moonshining

We’re just moonshining

I’m moonshining

We’re just moonshining

We’re just moonshine

And reflect

And reflection

We use the moonlight

And the dark as a weapon

Our heart’s made of glass

Tell me, what do you see?

A high skylark

In our fantasy

In our fantasy