white lilies white lies

If youre cool with it, right,
I need you to go back to remembering that youre a poet
Whos daughter, whos daughters stage?on that
I know her, I know her by her name
Whos daughter, whos daughters on that stage?
Shes a queen, now watch her
Shes drowning ace of spades
She dances, and she dances, and she drops it
The crowd is yelling pop it, theres a reason she cant stop it
She dances, and she dances, and she pops it
The crowd is yelling drop it, theres a reason stop itshe cant
This a
Funeral, death of your innocence
Little Lily grown up, barely legitimate
All these niggas in here got you scared to be in
So you just stand there, dance til you temperate
Dance til you in a wick
Dance til you in a wick
You dont feel the flame now, dance to rekindle it
Ran backstage to the bump in the bathroom
Kiss a few strangers and dance til you feeling it
And yours keep dropping to the floor
Whatever you moved on to, you can let it go
And just keep dancing on the stage
Instead of throwing ones its white lilies to her face
Then she got me backstage like
'Let me see your conscience
Ill be over dancing at the table of contents'
You can turn my pages
All these pages are like wages
And I would have quit so long
But all the money Ill be making got me
Dropping to the floor
Whatever you moved on to, you can let it go
She just keep dancing in my face
Instead of throwing ones its white lilies to the stage
She lets go, says she has it under control
I count slow, hoping that shell divulge some more
Cause she knows, everything a woman should know
And I want, nothing but to see it up close
And she keep saying 'just grab it if you see what you like'
And I keep asking if this is what you want with your life
I find the flowers harden out in haunted houses
They somehow escape the gardens and walked out
into the concrete and now
Everytime I see her she be walking to the pole
Panties, bra, bra inside, dropping to the floor
She climb up, up, up, up, hiding on the pole
She walk out with all her precious petals gone and now
We can find, roses with no petals in here
We can find, lilies spray painted metal in here
We can find, them dancing with the devil in here
Those white lines and, those white lies
Step off the stage and Im back in a trance
With you were interstellar , Im gassing your nebula
All other flowers, they pale in comparison
Thats why my florists hands slowly caressing you
One petals, two petals, back on the floor
Touch me, then tease me, then back on your cloak
Everythings seemingly Puerto Rico
This worthless from verses was stirring your soul
Swear Im not putting you down, though
I just hate seeing you drown, slow
You say your mind frame is twisted and shit
That your faith in humanitys ground floor
Im always one that say think on your own
Free is the flower who rose from my home
But Id rather watch you be seated in power
than steadily seeing you being dethroned
I found the flowers being drowned in dirty water
They somehow escape the farmers and are headed out
to slaughter and now
Everytime I see her she be walking to the pole
Panties, bra, bra inside, dropping to the floor
She climb up, up, up, up, hiding on the pole
She walk out with all her precious petals gone and now
We can find, roses with no petals in here
We can find, lilies spray painted metal in here
We can find, them dancing with the devil in here
Those white lines and, those white lies