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letra de dear cousin - dizraeli

[verse 1]
meanwhile, adnan crouches on the lower deck
watching the coastguard’s headlights approaching them
two men in masks leap aboard, attach a rope and when
adnan tries to catch their eye, they are off and gone
n0body’s telling what is going on, what’s going on?
confusion is the element they’re soaking in
eight hundred of them crammed into a boat that’s meant for stowing ten to thirteen
every time a person moves, the vessel’s lurching
every tendon in his body tense, his bones are stiff
from crouching, and it seems as if every cell is motion sick
he’s from the mountains, you know, he isn’t meant for seas
missing his nephew and his friend haseeb
he shuts his eyes — that’s when the panic hits
the whole ship tips to the side, beads of an abacus
the people are screaming as another tug rocks the boat
adnan is wide-eyed; there are children locked below
there is little simran, there is little omar
above the screams he pleads with the coastguards
“please, please, stop pulling, stop, sirs!
you will drown us, it will not work!”
but there is n0body available to hear
just the death slide and the flailing and the fear
and the headlights of the coastguard boat watching
as the dark swallows us all
[bridge]
(wake)
(wake up!)

[verse 2]
dear cousin
i am sickened from inside
how the d’you ever get so distant from the light?
when did hate become the central piston in your pride?
and when’d you get so gullible to vicious little lies?
especially the lies of the lizard in his tie
who says, “really splendid, richard, isn’t it divine?”
and takes your salary to mop his spillages of wine
and keep you prisoned up inside a rigid little life
i thought i knew you
you were open-spirited and kind
loyal to your friends, and down for silliness and light-hearted
banter, no truck with restriction and divides
as long as they don’t take themselves too serious, it’s fine
but now look, look
look as we’re swinging to the right
look as the sun seeds divisions in your mind
look, i don’t care if your opinion isn’t mine
and i don’t care what liquid’s in your pint
just f-cking, f-cking, f-cking…
dear cousin
meet me by the tunnel entrance
i’ll walk you through the gap between the f-cking fences
and then i’ll take you to the shack where omar dreams
that he is choking on the sea like his friends did
wake up!
[outro]
(wake up! wake up! wake up!)

- dizraeli

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