Aswang

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Now I’m caught, no slack in chain

Barred and trapped in my cage

Up all night, and sleeping all day

Sow that wind and reaping that rain

Plan to escape: and sharpen my stake

One good stab to darken my brain

One last shot so pardon my blade

It’s carved in my vein, no heart so I

Gave her the reins a ventriloquist motion

Pulling the bit as I give her devotion

Stoically ripping me open

Look on her face got no hint of emotion

Look at this body: you mock me

All of my mind and my heart will just stop me

Single thought really all it takes to be a hard copy of an autopsy now I’m

Sitting here with every single light source on me
 White like ghost, but the mind look coffee
 Sitting here with every single light source on me
 White like ghost, but the bite’s more zombie

Scared of the dark as a kid

Checking what’s under the bed

Dresser and cubby they all want me, all want me all want me dead
 Scared of the dark as a man

Older and tougher and clever

But so is the monster that hunts in my head, but the difference is now it’s more hungry than ever

Flashlight. Door locked

Vampire, goblin or warlock

Flicker camp fire with the ghost talk

Things that go bump in the night like

Car wreck. Bomb threat

Heart attack, cancer, and all death

Fear is whatever you fed it

And fear will become what you let it, I said it

What a nightmare, in this jail cell. Now I “hang by a rope” like a parasail
 Paranoia in a pirouette while my head spinning ‘round like a carousel

I think too much. God gonna vomit when He look at the real me

Like every tree branch that’ll cast shadow in a flash of lightning on a mission to kill me

Spare me your pity apparently baby, you feigning your interest

I’m not convinced to be taking whatever you came to solicit

You ain’t equipped to administer aid to a brain in a prison

A penny a thought and I’d prolly be making billion a minute (come get it)
 Got too many reasons to believing a demon 

Is immediately feeding on a dream when I sleep

Sitting here with every single light source on me

White like ghost, but the mind look coffee

Sitting here with every single light source on me

White like ghost, but the bite’s more zombie

Scared of the dark as a kid

Checking what’s under the bed

Dresser and cubby they all want me, all want me all want me dead
 Scared of the dark as a man

Older and tougher and clever

But so is the monster that hunts in my head, but the difference is now it’s more hungry than ever

Flashlight. Door locked

Vampire, goblin or warlock

Flicker camp fire with the ghost talk

Things that go bump in the night like

Car wreck. Bomb threat

Heart attack, cancer, and all death

Fear is whatever you fed it

And fear will become what you let it, I said it

Fear is whatever you fed it and fear will become what you let it
 Fear is whatever you fed it and fear will become what you let it


Fear is whatever you fed it and fear will become what you let it

I let it come enter it nestled and settled and everything ended in less than a second

Scared of the dark as a kid

Checking what’s under the bed

Dresser and cubby they all want me, all want me all want me dead
 Scared of the dark as a man

Older and tougher and clever

But so is the monster that hunts in my head, but the difference is now it’s more hungry than ever

Flashlight. Door locked

Vampire, goblin or warlock

Flicker camp fire with the ghost talk

Things that go bump in the night like

Car wreck. Bomb threat

Heart attack, cancer, and all death

Fear is whatever you fed it

And fear will become what you let it, I said it


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from Ashley Court (2017), released January 1, 2017

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nak Chino, California

A Filipino-American lyricist, rapper, poet and chronically depressed, irrational over-thinker, teacher, graduate student, and registered nurse from Chino, California. This is shy rap. Repentance despite feeling forsaken. Lyricism at its lowest. Emotional music for introverted people. Sounds for the hopeful. Living proof that God could use losers. Music best enjoyed alone. ... more

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