Lyrics Sage Francis

Sage Francis

Call Me Francois

"Today, my mother killed me"

If I'm alive by the time you find this, it's a miracle

What else can be said, a vision quest with infrared

I'm at a dead end, I bled slow

From my chest, held my breath and did my mess and never let go

I lived a good life, I never had half-compromise a thing

And if I couldn't write, I'd think of other ways to optimize my living

No wife, no kids, no anchors

Hand over fist to withhold this info from the bankers

Don't know my neighbors, didn't take a village to raise me

Small-town mentality types thinkin I'm crazy

I ain't as weird as they paint me

Off color, I'm more gutter, punk, and ritzy

More glitz and glamour than others

Motherfuckers left me lonely in this designated corner

Had a couple walls that build upon, they made me a performer

Now shade me from the warmer weather

Save me from the slaughterhouse

That creeps between the pages where I try to hide my awful mouth

Speak discretely to the sheets that seem to be hollow

Punched a ladder full of holes, just for my swollen feet to follow

Support me all you want, don't let me drop a field of land

I'm not going to stop until God is my ceilin fan

Spare the lamb, save me from my former-self

That creeps between the pages as the line across and locks my self

Now this is my box, these are my walls

This is when time stops and I'm all that there ever was

And I'm all there ever is and I'm all that there ever will be

A freeze frame pine box soliloquy… Call me FRANCOIS

Call Me Francois (call call call me francois)

(Call call call me francois)

Take what you can; leave what you must

Because y'all comin with us, (motherfucker you comin with us)

Fill your bags with the rags that you wear and their necessities

Along with the dog-tags and family recipes

Rest in peace, if you arrest the pace, movin haste

God-speed you black empress, get dressed, we're late

She painted my head orange, carved my face with her tongue

Emptied out my insides and lit the candle behind my eyes

Had the strike of twelve to midnight, winter queen

Left with my life rival in a white limousine

When he made her dress twirl, it looked like a mushroom cloud

Everybody ducked down except for me, that's my destiny

He used a broken condom as a corsage

I watched him push the rusty pin through her prom dress into her heart

Kill me already; fill me with confetti

Crush me up and sprinkle me over their wedding and her pregnant belly

I wasn't ready to suppress these memories, undress the mam', O' Reese

Forget the family, streamline the enemy, design the penalty

Cruel and unusual, commit the felony, unfit for prison duty

No man's an Island, except for Island man; he's a ROCK STAR!

No man's an Island, except for Island man; he's a ROCK!