Moors

directed by blackhaine and bradley shaw filmed and edited by bradley shaw from noble manor productions written and performed by blackhaine additional lyrics by kanye west produced by raime 'the last foundry' recorded, mixed, mastered by abnormal sleepz text: pressed with the heat all day heard so many shots them echoed out to the east heard all the sirens searching for answers darkest light pressed into a street i just need someone too much ritual all tied up on my tongue when i speak i know the abattoir calling me i know the abattoir calling me facing asylum seekers bridges burnt in my chest and im broke to the core stood outside on the grey stone pressed with the heat all day so i could never thaw cant see the hills outside lot of these houses blinded up by their boards i used to scream in the fields at night cause no one heard me out on the moors when im out on the moors came in night the black car so black that i couldn’t tell what the make was in the long grass outside my old yard gravity still weighing hard on my stainless broke my face up so many times that i gotta tell my friends what my name was felt pain when the shadow stepped out grip me by my shoulder, ask me where my blade was i replied let a young man sink in the concrete steps to flat way above i know a young girl up there with no window and time that gave me her love ironic when the capsule that we were moving along always came as a dove easy to connect dots in your palm when the thoughts in your mouth always taste numb when im out on the moors i came out the womb and i almost died on the table this world so cold had a young child frozen ice in your navel so the doctors ripped my skin inside with the wires and cable and the change in heat still fuck me up nowadays my mind unstable so i treat road like cradle push one rock then i ride up and down on the same hill came out the womb all covered in mud pain that i knew all cause of your love painting my room all coloured in blood when im out on the moors baby girl I’m a loner late night organ donor i just wanna get a rover drive right to you closer soul mates become soul less isolation takes over spilling all my emotions all over my gosha hanging on a hangover resurrect when im sober death in june to october but this summer im colder skinhead in the focus take a shot no photos rocks on us no stoners in the moors till im froze up when im out on the moors   / blackhaine   https://twitter.com/blackhaine00001?l...