ZKKRYMRNO - Michelle Obama Skipped the Fourth Grade Lyrics

Chip away at the circles on the floor to send you home
A bag of your belongings will be the last thing that I know
Our cup runneth over, no wonder I was drowning
Drunk off of wine flavored love to focus on the bounty

I'm going insane, and not in the way, your brush will paint
A void, deeper than space, forces me to fake, emotion in my face

Pools of oceans for pupils, an energy that keeps you youthful
With waves that crash against the iris
Another one I used to lie with

I'm going insane, and not in the way, your brush will paint
A void, deeper than space, forces me to fake, emotion in my face
A long road ahead awaits, to wind into the place
Where I will finally stay
When I am all alone, I keep a picture in my home, that always gets erased