Acushnet Avenue At Night

I got up, spotted a seagull draggin' trash up the way

Fresh outta lung darts, suckin' on an energy drink.

Start of a hell of a good day in New Beige.

But eventually the villain came to show its face

Embarking on a slow speed chase up Mechanics Lane

Sore eyes look forward to bitter days. Bitter days.

You know me better than that, than to fall for some shit, mate.

You know me better than that, than to believe a single word that you say.

Calling out a search for you

Up and down Acushnet Avenue at night

I'm thinking 'bout what it did to you, to face the world from a position of pain.

See, now I'm on that vigilante tip.

Kill the headlights in the van like I'm Frank Castle and shit.

Yeah, I'm 'bout to find out where your master is and end his life today.

Nah, for real, I only wanna be the hero again.

Half a world away when things got fucked, as I was.

The teeth were deep in ya when I got wise.

It was the rush of a spike.

I got a bullet for what corrupted you.

I'd put it in its fucking brain, I'm telling you.

I wanna fix it up. Whatever hour, I'll be up.

I got a bullet for what corrupted you.

And the road we're traveling on; marked by perilous threats.

Ignore all wisdom, hold onto your shit, my friend.

Come home where you belong.

I close my eyes, I only see red.

It won't let me rest.

Won't let me rest.

Stuck in the weeds, forever I'll be.

Calling out a search for you

Up and down Acushnet Avenue at night

I'm thinking bout what I said to you.

Did my words come from a position of pain?

The sun is shining on Frederick Douglas' mural.

Street pigeon watches everyone.

Watches all.

I wanna fix it up. Whatever hour I'll be up.

I walk my beat to Nash Road.

Stalk the Bird Streets to Ashley Boulevard.