The Wanderer
Kid A
I am a dark boy
she is invisible
brown on white
eye for an eye
the white heat
of dark skin
I imagine what it's like
for her to be the white bitch
her milk is white
my milk is white
that is the only difference
it's nothing to me
words on paper
flame on oil
she is invisible
brown on white
eye for an eye
the white heat
of dark skin
I imagine what it's like
for her to be the white bitch
her milk is white
my milk is white
that is the only difference
it's nothing to me
words on paper
flame on oil