i’m not what you’re wanting me to be
farewell, my lovely
looks like Caligula’s about to fall
(i’m not what you wanted me to be)
if words didn’t break bones
why am i full of dust?
farewell, my lovely, i must go
blood on the steps
and the brass is blasting
and the heat is overwhelming
i’m coughing so damn much
my nostrils switch which is stuffed
it says so much about me that i still puff—
i said, ‘help me, help you’
i said ‘help me, help you, help me, help you’
i appreciate you
i appreciate you
i appreciate you for stopping by
take over direction of the stage
i don’t know where to hit my cue
am i late, off the clock?
wanna share a kiss in the trench
as we fight for the bread?
they shoot horses, don’t they?
(2-29-2020 and i don’t have medical)
spaceship out of here——
—hearing your words and misplacing
all their meaning is so like me
(half of my blood is Cain throwing stones
the other half is incapable of taste)
i said, ‘help me, help you’
i said ‘help me, help you, help me, help you’
($6.77 in my SquareCash app,
and i don’t know what direction to go)
you said, ‘help me, help you’
i appreciate you
you said, ‘help me, help you’
i appreciate you
you said, ‘help me, help you’
i appreciate you for stopping by
trimmed my beard
what an accomplishment
big boys don’t cry
even if they like guys
they all grow as old as you
i appreciate you
you said, ‘help me, help you’
i appreciate you
i appreciate you
you said, ‘help me, help you’
i appreciate you stopping by
i appreciate you
$6.77 in my SquareCash app
and i don’t know when to hit my cue
but i’m glad you stopped by
i appreciate you
Chicago’s NIIKA has made a record rich in nuance, drawing on soul, pop, jazz, and even folk to craft stunningly intricate songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020