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letra de image - tom (aus)

(zac)
blessed off the bat because i my mum as a pitcher
told me i’m so strong i need to be a better listener
cradling my strength in my father’s raw temper
turn the ac down, i hate this cold tempureature
seen my first kisses soul lost, somebody hold her
after she left mold of her as hole in my heart
wholeheartedly trying to move forward
my ambition is tortured, i just want to roll over
you’re afraid of being childish i’m afraid i won’t live childish
gambling with my destiny, bets placed, roll the dice, let’s see
bait my own subconscious into fate, letting it determine my future, calling it prehapenstance
vultures circuling culture feeding on gates kept shut
dogs my best friend
but tom spelt backwards isn’t god
abandonded scriptures leaves a gap in my spirit’s career
jigsaw puzzle with faceless pieces
paint my own image, f-ck the jaw
(tom)
blessed off the bat because i had my mum as a pitcher
if you took his last name you’d be really out the picture (haha)
really doubt my image, know i pivot mountains if i lift ink
but certain issues is big and weren’t solved when he was chosen
freezing cold water you keep your toes in
frequent posing, strength in weakness showing
breathing weed, deleting moments
weeping often, that’s a given
we can scoff at what we’re given
but to mourn a loss is more of what was than what isn’t
and if i’m all honest with more losses the plot thickened
by the time i got to lachie, i was barely fork lifting
of course i got thinner
still not eating and along with the weed, i burnt my black salt linen
but that’s not winning
i resent my dad’s mortician
abandoned scriptures leaves in a gap in every visit
makes my hands complicit

- tom aus

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