Blacc Nubia Cult

No doubt he's a 99 year old with some racist attitudes.

But at this point, he's very aged, confused and passive. Anything he said could be shrugged off: "You know, racist old people."

Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.”

A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold.

Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift.

The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold.

By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree

Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved

For only the emperor!

The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century

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Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long

Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new.

The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue

I can deal with pain,

any kind of pain, it doesnt affect nothing but my brain

emotionally and physically my threshold is sky high

but it makes me beg the question why

do I still get affected by this shit mentally

Like……I can deal with pain…

its way harder to explain

whats goin on in y brain, but know this , notice how i cope 

how i walk with my head high in the rain

but i refuse to talk about my problems, and I silently complain,

wishing there was some way for me to just proclaim

how much , how annoyin this damn , ugh its just gonna stay the same.

I can deal with people leaving

any reason, cause nobody has been true , they all decieving

isnt worth me catching feelings, me greaving

steady staying here with faith, looking in ur eyes believing…

you wont leave me, you wont go , wont make fun , your lies aint convincing

like….i can deal with people leaving….

cos i got me if nobody else does, everyones intentions is just misleading..

I can deal with people leaving me

i can’t deal with false promises

but the lies , that you try and sell

as some sort of truth, i refuse to accept…

that i cannot accept,

the false concept….

then you make me out to be paranoid..

then try and avoid 

my questions, but nobody is here to respond..

I’m sick and tired of these internal battles

sick and tired of me trusting people … just for me to push them-

I can’t deal with being too affectionate,

is it my fault, I feel uncomfortable…

I get all paranoid, agitated ,irritated…