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sirah – class 103 lyrics

[verse 1]
glimmer shimmer powder, left on my chest and br–sts
pre-s-x virgin and all my lord made blessed
contest too, the pieces of life lived in vain
started with a special ringtone
led to special names, little poems scattered with hints
convinced it was love, or the closest thing since
i was never in this, wired to that ring
love was just a fairytale kinda thing, or the way a woman’s face bruises after being beat
she can’t leave, that’s what love meant to me
you were in my english cl-ss, sat next to dan and scribbled notes
i would write our name in bubble letter quotes
supposed to be flipped but i asked for your digits
love at first sight with the quickness
felt my chest cave in, dialing your number
two-one-three, something something something something
heart pummeling, heard mumbling, echoing h-llo
’till my phone dropped, so nervous i let it go

[chorus]
wish a slice of those nights could fit in my pocket
treasure it forever, ’till the day my life stopped, kid
never wished for more than your face in my locket
nope, not love ’till it’s rubbed your heart and popped it
wish a slice of those nights could fit in my pocket
treasure it forever, ’till the day my life stopped, kid
never wished for more than your face in my locket
nope, not love ’till it’s rubbed your heart and popped it

[verse 2]
called again, quiet at the other end
“this is sirah, from your english cl-ss, friends with dan.”
delay, “do you know the homework for today?”
for some strange reason, it’s all i could say
gave me the pages, and the paper to write
hung up the phone, and as i said goodnight
my face so bright, pink with embarr-ssment
next day when i saw you at ms. harris’s, i couldn’t breathe
but i couldn’t let it go, asked you if you wanted to see a show
eat food, just chill, it’d be dope if we could build rich in english and such
was connectedness, i was madly in love
my mom was in touch, thought you were great, your mom thought the same
so we became one out of two kids
and handholding became taking my innocence
loved you for our differences, whatever they would be
so this song i spit is ’cause you were dear to me

[verse 3]
hooky murdered our love truly
getting high to keep up with your schoolwork
my father [?] so i called you crying, what a jerk, i thought it worked, saw you stop
i turned to you and that clock
we’d hit that pipe and stay awake for power
minutes turned to anxious hours
our mind would flower, blossom, and bloom
come down to murder thoughts that i consume
it’s only cool on weekends, us and our weak friends made it a trend
every day began, sense of disarray
pregnancy test confirmed the fated slate [?]
pride curled my body on the floor
hours i laid, prayed for the cure
high and sickly, carrying our seed
what had happened to love in cl-ss 103?
sworn it was love that had carried us through, but those were different people than me and you (than me and you)
what to do- question that plagued me
doctor said we’d have to murder our baby
behaviorally be insanely crazy, so i slaughtered it
in the office that day, never looked at either one of us the same

[outro]
wish a slice of those nights could fit in my pocket
treasure it forever, ’till the day my life stopped, kid
never wished for more than your face in my locket
nope, not love ’till it’s rubbed your heart and popped it

- sirah lyrics

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