Pulp Fiction - Monster Florence, Chisara Agor

Bright Lights, in the big old city

Bright lights and giants, and just little old me Some nights I imitate

My favourite scenes from my favourite films On a table top, and it makes for

chills

Pulp fiction pulp fiction

My eyes feel so distant like Uma It’s too much

I fucked up my vision

I’m twisted I’m twisted now

But they ain’t listening nah

Pulp fiction I need my prescription To feed my addiction

I’m missing I’m missing something

But they ain’t listening, nah

Zeds dead baby

But that ain’t my destiny nah Empathy

Feel it for me

Still ignore me

You’re my enemy yeah

Chemistry elements exposed to the energy now

Let me free elevate this state to the end of me yeah

Pulp fiction is twisted in my wisdom

Envisioning my diction through blistered eyes is different

I see pain

Aborting all that I’ve thought is raw

It’s d day

Running through the sands only plan is to be safe

Don’t be late

I’m in a bad way

Tryna regain

My senses

It’s senseless

This sensitive ending defenceless

Pulp fiction pulp fiction

My eyes feel so distant like Uma It’s too much

I fucked up my vision

I’m twisted I’m twisted now

But they ain’t listening nah

Pulp fiction I need my prescription

To feed my addiction

I’m missing I’m missing something

But they ain’t listening, nah

Bright Lights, addictions Suspending our visions

All hail the ring master

Who makes the decisions

Unhinge the system

The stage lights will glisten

Yes, I stole the dagger

You thought you were missing

Fire in the room when the doors ain’t locked

Locked in the dungeon and the rain ain’t stopped

Fire in your eyes when your heart has stopped

Lights on stage when the start is not

Sweat drips down but you forgot

The dagger is mine but the corpse is not

You played the game but its fiction

You always wanted to be a movie star

And for your 10th birthday your Mumma bought you a new guitar And you played it

loud and sounds like this

And you stayed up late like an like alchemist

Just cooking up potions

How we out grown the niggas we grown on

Tell god i need a bigger opponent

And brain that dont think till its swollen

Plus, a cocaine Lyndsey Lohan

To put the whole thing on my insta moments

I’m inside getting top from my golden

And niggas out here taking shots like Ronin

Like were ever gonna stop for the moment

Ducking shots like Adrien Broner

I used to pray every night on my lonesome

That I see these bright lights full focus

Shit I don’t seem chosen no more as these walls seem to close in

A hall full of ghosts and omens and fuck I recognise all of them