Double Sided Red Cassette of "Black Boy" Duplicated by National Audio Company Limited to 50 Copies
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lyrics
Sorry I have lost my form. It curls and waits and dies, from all the lives it’s failed. A story I have yet to claim, but the pain feels familiar. Home, a place that hates us, a white sign of faith. A race that holds us down. Know that I gained my form. A corporeal guise of identity, reality meets fantasy. The veil reached out hungry, starved of all the blood, the legs and arms of black bodies. Home, a place that hates us, a white sign of faith, a race that holds us down, a place that we have known, an attempt to destroy us. Black boy on the needle.