Obituaries

Yeah. I don’t read the paper no more. I know half the names in it. I got anxiety from the obituaries too many bodies been dropped it’d make a heart freeze Cold world, hot block every summer cemetery mama said pray more how many more I gotta carry Names in the paper like receipts for the pain same corners, same candles different blood in the rain They put flowers on the curb where the sirens used to scream now the kids walk past it like it’s part of the scene That’s the part that’ll kill you before death do when a chalk line fades but the block don’t move Everybody got a story every story got a spin some boys chase clout some boys chased in Some got boxed up some got locked down some got wings drawn on a brick wall now I learned early keep your head on a swivel cause the devil don’t dance he just nods from the middle And I don’t sleep deep I just blink through the night one eye on the door one hand on the light I ain’t tryna be hard I’m just tryna survive but every time I breathe another body don’t rise I got anxiety from the obituaries front page cold back page buried Too many gone too many can’t breathe too many names in ink it’d make a heart freeze I keep my hood up when the wind gets heavy got anger in my chest ’bout to breach da levee I keep running but the block keep spinning same blood, same grief same damn ending I seen boys turn ghosts over beef with no cattle heard shots make sermons out the sound of a rattle Loose change dreams in a pocket full of lint they wanted big bills now they names in the print Whole city got trauma but we call it being solid swallow all the grief then we chase it with a bottle That’s bars on bars like the pen or the liquor everybody want a shot till the shot come quicker See, this line do both if you know the scent one’ll burn your throat one’ll leave the curb bent And I ain’t glorifyin’ nothin’ I’m just countin’ what it cost you can win one night and still wake up lost I seen pride turn widows I seen ego dig graves I seen real ones fold when the guilt came late I seen fake ones cry when the camera came close then post black hearts for the ones they ghost So I move real quiet let the loud ones shine cause the grave don’t care how a tough guy lyin’ And I don’t sleep deep I just blink through the night one eye on the door one hand on the light I ain’t tryna be hard I’m just tryna survive but every time I breathe another body don’t rise I got anxiety from the obituaries front page cold back page buried Too many gone too many can’t breathe too many names in ink it’d make a heart freeze I keep my hood up when the wind gets heavy got anger in my chest ’bout to breach da levee I keep running but the block keep spinning same blood, same grief same damn ending They say pour one out I say fill one in cause the hole in the ground got an appetite of sin It eat sons, eat brothers eat fathers, eat friends then the block light candles and it start again Same flame, same wax same prayers, same pain same “rest up king” under ten different names And the wildest part? By next week somebody else gon’ trend for the same damn thing So I don’t read the paper I read faces instead you can see who been haunted by the way that they tread You can see who lost blood by the way that they hug too tight, too long like they scared to lose love I got a chest full of smoke from the names that I carry and a head full of storms from all the obituaries So if I seem cold that ain’t ice, that’s grief too many bodies been lost it’d make a heart freeze I got anxiety from the obituaries front page cold back page buried Too many gone too many can’t breathe too many names in ink it’d make a heart freeze I keep my hood up when the wind gets heavy got anger in my chest ’bout to breach da levee I keep running but the block keep spinning same blood, same grief same damn ending I don’t read the paper no more. I already know the ending. ──────────────────────────────── © 2026 Govannon · Onath Lorn Audio Human-directed · AI-generated music Concept, lyric development, creative direction, editing, refinement, and final selection by Govannon Unauthorized copying, reproduction, re-uploading, redistribution, or commercial use is prohibited All rights reserved ────────────────────────────────