To my mentors and comrades in arms
Those presents and those gone on
Thank you to my family
(Can you see them now)
To my partner Mysteria who I love and depend on more than I can say
(For some children)
To my son Thebe (Words like home)
Cultural worker and student of life
Whose growth and insights inspire me, a thousand kisses
(Could not carry any possible meaning)
Thank you to my brothers (But displaced)
My niece, (Boarder) my nephews, my sisters, my friends
(Refugee) My whole family network (Consider)
Who have let me be distracted and inconsistent in my intention
(The premature daily death of their dreams)
Who've put up with crazy schedules, short tempers and mad dashes and all the rest
(What staggering memories frighten and abort
The hope that should have been
Perhaps I should just borrow
The rememberer's voice again
While I can and say: you know the real deal
To have a home is not a favor)
Earl Sweatshirt - Playing Possum Lyrics
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To my mentors and comrades in arms
Those presents and those gone on
Thank you to my family
(Can you see them now)
To my partner Mysteria who I love and depend on more than I can say
(For some children)
To my son Thebe (Words like home)
Cultural worker and student of life
Whose growth and insights inspire me, a thousand kisses
(Could not carry any possible meaning)
Thank you to my brothers (But displaced)
My niece, (Boarder) my nephews, my sisters, my friends
(Refugee) My whole family network (Consider)
Who have let me be distracted and inconsistent in my intention
(The premature daily death of their dreams)
Who've put up with crazy schedules, short tempers and mad dashes and all the rest
(What staggering memories frighten and abort
The hope that should have been
Perhaps I should just borrow
The rememberer's voice again
While I can and say: you know the real deal
To have a home is not a favor)
Those presents and those gone on
Thank you to my family
(Can you see them now)
To my partner Mysteria who I love and depend on more than I can say
(For some children)
To my son Thebe (Words like home)
Cultural worker and student of life
Whose growth and insights inspire me, a thousand kisses
(Could not carry any possible meaning)
Thank you to my brothers (But displaced)
My niece, (Boarder) my nephews, my sisters, my friends
(Refugee) My whole family network (Consider)
Who have let me be distracted and inconsistent in my intention
(The premature daily death of their dreams)
Who've put up with crazy schedules, short tempers and mad dashes and all the rest
(What staggering memories frighten and abort
The hope that should have been
Perhaps I should just borrow
The rememberer's voice again
While I can and say: you know the real deal
To have a home is not a favor)
Writer: Thebe Kgositsile
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC