human fly - Lil Ugly Mane

You treat mistakes like a museum

You always stand there looking parched

There’s not some tapestry of reason

There is no fabric made of stars

So early on a Thursday I sat with a baby

He told me what’s happening lately

A fictitious account of riddles and clues

The devil said dance with my daughter

I said I’d consider the offer

If when I die I can wear your cloven shoes

How are you surprised

That the bluest sky loses hue at night?

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly

How are you surprised

That the bluest sky loses hue at night?

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly

How are you surprised

That the bluest sky loses hue at night?

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly, I’m a human fly

I’m a human fly