Black Car - Joy Oladokun
Lyrics by：Olubukola Oladokun
Composed by：Olubukola Oladokun
Produced by：Joy Oladokun/Konrad Snyder
Waiting on a black car
To take me from my home
Bags are in the hall
And the dog is at the door
For a hundred days
She will wonder where her
Other mother went
And I will spread my name
Like a gambler praying
For some providence
Sitting in a black car
Thinking of my father
Trying to live my dreams
And not forget to call
Who knows how few days
We have left to live to
Love someone at all
If I'm first to the grave
I am proud of what I gave
I am proud
Thinking of a black car
That'll take away my pain
My mind it gets dark
And I get blinded by my shame
I do not fear death
But I will not steal
The blade out of his hands
I will stay my course
Turn my pain into beauty when I can
