LAYLA BINA | White Widow

WHITE WIDOW

Black widow crawlin’ on the window sill

Red widow creepin’ by the window still

Rip the end and put a little of a cigarette

And don’t fret ‘cause I got

White Widow all over my pillow––we ain’t out just yet

I don’t care what you think of me

I mourn the loss of what I used to be: unwary

Why won’t you let me be to live my damn life freely?

Really fiendin’ for more, this sore is borin’ me

Black widow crawlin’ on the window sill

Red widow creepin’ by the window still

Rip the end and put a little of a cigarette

And don’t fret ‘cause I got

White Widow all over my pillow––we ain’t out just yet

You crashed into my life, you wrecked it

So my bloom keeps me alive, but it won’t make me accept it

Why did I idolize a living shame?

I’ll never be the same again

I wish we never met!

Black widow crawlin’ on the window sill

Red widow creepin’ by the window still

Rip the end and put a little of a cigarette

And don’t fret ‘cause I got

White Widow all over my pillow––we ain’t out just yet

White Widow, will you make me hollow?

I need to forget

White Widow, will you help me swallow

My most recent regret?

White Widow, you’re the only thing that I know

And we’ve only just met