Kink in My Neck

I've had a kink in my neck since the day I was born Buyin' new shoes every Monday cause by Sunday they'll be worn And while it's true that the gentrifiers came Between me and the city, something personal has changed I need blood on my tongue I need wine in my veins I want you to see straight through me I got a jello mold brain So I'm taking my own sweet time I'm getting used to what it's like to be alive And baby Up till now it's been so hard to find my melody But I'm starting to get the hang Of the way it goes Notes from the mouth And breath through the nose And maybe If you can just find the right harmony Neither of us will walk alone Maybe we can even make a third tone I've had a spring in my step from the day I was born I've been springing round so hard that every jacket I own's torn And while it's true I don't know my own name I've come to the conclusion That's the best part of the game I've got chia seeds for hair I found blood in my nose I can't figure out if this life of mine's written in verse or prose So I'm taking my own sweet time I'm getting used to what it's like to be alive Sweet little baby, what do you know? If I threw you in the river, would you go with the flow? Sweet little baby, what do you know? If I threw you in the river would you sink or would you float? Would you sink or would you float? Would you sink or would you float? I've had a kink in my neck since the day I was born Buyin' new shoes every Monday cause by Sunday they'll be worn And while it's true that the gentrifiers came Between me and the city, something personal has changed I need blood on my tongue I need wine in my veins I want you to see straight through me I got a jello mold brain I'm taking my own sweet time