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letra de tales from the darkroom - keirykeir

mic
yo
tales from a small room
tales of a small yout
painted and defined by the state of my school shoes
dropped a bunch of ps every couple weeks
tryna keep my feet shielded from the sleet i trawled through
i’d throw a pinch of salt over my shoulder
when they’d spread it on the school route
ever since our renault went and snapped a belt
we couldn’t afford to fix it
my peers and them would throw their sticks and stones
serving kicks and blows, till i was bleeding from a crooked nose
crimson poured onto my collar so i needed more
marge suspected it was morе than simply being poor
so she moved hеaven and earth
squared the devil in his jaw
yet professionals couldn’t get their sh-t together?
seven years of testing finally got the score
they said “asperger’s” was the verdict
father heard it and he dipped, something switched
and my family started straying from the script
now those pictures are just relics in the crypt
they’re bad memories in a box
they’re just relics time forgot
i should’ve left em in the past
i should’ve left em in the dark

uh
telling tales from the darkroom
ayy
was spinning fables from those yarns
doing numbers, making paper on a sunday afternoon
thinking, “sh-t, i should be paying for a car soon”
i was making art with my boys
spitting bars, making noise
at the motives with our spirits high
like vodka from the corner shop
mixed in solo cups and spilled onto our forces
hearing “swimming pools”
and blowing out smoke from sovereigns
2017, i was well into my teens
nothing mattered but those as and bs
and living in a dream, yo
we spent the summer like the money we’d been hunting
busy lining up the shots, but my roll of film was running out
cause then i woke one day to find the dream was over
through my groggy eyes
i thought i could rewind by simply dozing off
despite how hard i tried, was never any closer
the result of which, i never spent a f-cking weekend sober
how’d it take so long to start a fire in my heart
when it took no time at all to clap it out into ash and dust?
“organic rust” became an anthem for my lack of trust
in people’s feelings being drowned in packs and cups
yo
it’s just a little snap
but now i’m looking back
and now i feel the pain
i hope i never look again

yo
the warmest grain couldn’t do you justice
still, i’ll try, so i’m loading up this new 200
slung around my wrist, this lil minolta number
you put the gold in the kodak when i hit the shutter
yo
hustling up when i step outside
forget these nikes, kick em to the side in hushed light
uh
tangoed shadows as i cross the room
eyes meeting, falling to their doom within the copper plumes
uh
love is vulnerable on naked skin
scars on show and bathing in the tears
my fears are caving in
and i’m sorry cause i know i get defensive
spent too long being pensive
spent too long pushing pens
i’m a g*nius but i hate myself
back and forth like day and night
praying i don’t take my life before i see that sacred light
even if my pain gas got me aching till the day i die
forever ain’t enough if i don’t get to spend it by your side
look
you’re turning 23, i’m 22
we ain’t got it figured out, but we ain’t needing to
we’re neither too old, nor at the peak of youth
me and you?
we’ve just got some sh-t we’re seeing through
we’ll be alright
we’ve just been spending too much time in small room
the harsh truth of being twentysomethings with a tough past
it’s calm
long as we spend more time in darkrooms
yeah
long as we spend more time in darkrooms

- keirykeir

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