I could tear houses apart
Almost right from the start
Honey bun listen to me
Stand up and get off your knees
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
I could turn cities to ground
Tree falls, does it make a sound?
Make something out of these words
And you'll arrive first, second, third
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
Bury your feet in the sand
And wash it away
This wasn't the plan
Not what we had in mind
If you're not okay
Send up the smoke
Turn them away
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
On “La Maison Noir,” South African artist Petite Noir experiments with pop and dance, crafting a cathartic opus for himself and the Motherland. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 11, 2018
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