Waterproof Mascara - billy woods/Preservation

Lyrics by：billy woods

Produced by：Preservation

Guess I must be getting old or something

Turn it on please

Watched my mother cry from the top of the stairs

Scared when it came through the walls I covered my ears

Half-hoping you-know-who would die then he did

Surprise

Careful what you wish for might just get that ****

Mom showed us where she kept the passports hid

The king's dead and your uncles are not our friends

How many times I gotta tell you kids?

It's us in this room that's it

Don't trust anyone

Don't trust anyone

Sometimes it's all you can do not to do it like Sylvia Plath

My house full of gas my kids cry then laugh right after psychopaths

I watched the slave cry for his master waiting for him to break kayfabe

But the poor bastard just sat there supper untouched

You can't make this **** up but you welcome to try

I ain't go but niggas told me it wasn't a dry eye

**** had me paralyzed hit it again off automatic

**** had me paralyzed hit it again off automatic

Foraging firewood with a baby crying in the forest

Don't you go looking for it

Just right how the white girl like her porridge

Get scalded scoffing out the wrong plate

Wake up ***** you in the wrong place

She saves for her and she isn't here

She cries for herself surprised at the question like

"Who else deserved these tears?"

I know you wasn't thinking it was you

I know you wasn't thinking it was you

**** had me paralyzed

Wasn't thinking it was you

Hit it again off automatic

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