Verse 1: I mourn your whispers Fatigue across your cheek A silk ribbon of lullaby is tightrope Rub tenderly Before those ghosts, they bleed Bittersweet rupture Your stomach turns And you was a youngster Praying on the floor And hope the concrete don't Blur you from your youth Oh, brother, mother, please, please Don't you cry, no Maybe someway, maybe somehow We'll make it through this night Chorus: Run, baby boy, just run Run, baby girl, just run Verse 2: Tainted misconceptions, American deceptions You box braid your mother's callus into cornrows Tryna find connection In these halls of questions Tryna swim through misery, just tryna feel the mold Everything is everything, I see internal bleeding Hands tied, clamped callus, in your prayers pleading Ça va aller, you say in your retreat I just pray you find some peace