Goodenough Mashego Bloodshot Thoughts Lyrics:
bloodshot thoughts

memories are bloodshot like a fiend's eyes
soaked in blood make me scared to see the light
withdrawal symptoms of poverty living still high
past has no glory & the future remains uncertain
hard to decipher all my dreams some are coming in spurts
so my future's still enigma 'ven in these days of psychics
still running after visions praying to god for miracles

we run in packs we bitter fruits from a dysfunctional branch
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need syrup to be edible our mouths spit vulgar
we from the branch the lord said will be sorted @ harvest
we are the weed amongst the fruitage never chose our roles
they say, "wild seeds don't grow" i'm 33 this year
we know our future is in furnace all got one way tickets

we are the children of the father who was never around
the part-time mother who was working 'til her corns turned pale
to see tomorrow needed goggles lick a clairvoyant's clit
palm reading feeding me lies makes it hard for me to fly
a blind man in a cave who died searching for light
2 layers of betrayal later, i never changed
many hustles & torn tendons later, i'm still the same
-ENDS-
Lyrics: Bloodshot Thoughts, Goodenough Mashego [end]