Akala - Dark Corners lyrics

Gangster, The Revolutionary, A Rape Victim
Random Accident drug Addict, A Politician
Whatever our self, or worldly definition
We can’t escape the chariot of transition
Some characterise it as the
Judgement of the sinners
Others spiritualise it and they say:
'There is no difference'
Energy ain’t created or destroyed
It just changes form
Once we play the song the
Sound just travels on

Dark Corners
The Dark Corners are the place where
We look death in the face
And we let it give us chase
But it always gets away
Dark corners are the place where
We’re running out of luck
And we cannot back it up
Death always catches up

As the needle plunged into the
Vein and blood was exchanged
For dosing around Afghan
Something was strange
This time the substance he injected was pure
Everything he had before had
Been cut never raw
Like all users he had used
To make the pain disappear
And it was the only time in life
That his mind had felt clear
He had struggled with the
Sickness ever since fourteen
When he remembered the hand that touched
Him understood what it means
After even longer struggle he finally
Got clean and met
A girl that made it worth pursuing his dreams
They had plans to start a family
With a wedding in June
He didn’t know he was so conventional
But yeah it was true
So when the news came about
Michelle he just lost it
Ran straight back to the same block
Where he used to cop it
His old connect came up in the world
Who’d supply a grade much higher
Went and he hit it straight fire
His skinny body went into
Shock and fell asleep
His brains forget to tell the lungs
That he needed to breathe
Dark corners now he’s in them dark corners
When we hit them dark corners we can’t see
But dark corners

A good girl
A normal girl that was everybody’s view
And though this annoyed her
She couldn’t deny that it was true
Whatever conventional was she was it
Grew up with both parents nice
House in the Sticks
Though they had never been rich
They certainly did prosper
Parents from Nigeria and both of them doctors
Church every Sunday
She had never missed a week ever
School she was top of the
Class yet they demanded better
Went straight to Cambridge, studying law
But had strange dreams of justice
And helping the poor
Maybe that was part of why she chose him
Didn’t know what in her mind
But he was clever and kind
Of a little troubled inside
Her parents wanted for her a nice Yoruba boy
So when they found out he was
English they were slightly annoyed
But when they found out he was addicted
To drugs it was too painful
Said they ‘wouldn’t come to the
Wedding it was totally shameful’
Michelle left the house in a storm
It was a rainy night she never saw
The truck before it ended her life
Her parents had decided that
They would apologise
But they never got the chance in the end
We live on borrowed time and
When them dark corners come
No, you cannot run
No longer shall your skin bathe in the sun
That’s right when them dark corners come
No, you cannot run no longer shall
Your skin bathe in the sun

Dark Corners
The Dark Corners are the place where
We look death in the face
And we let it give us chase
But it always gets away
Dark corners are the place where
We’re running out of luck
And we cannot back it up
Death always catches up

Dark Corners are the place where we
Look death in the face
And we let it give us chase
But it always gets away
Dark corners are the place where
We’re running out of luck
And we cannot back it up
Death always catches up

Born of Old Money, yeah, born into wealth
But how well did he play with
The cards he was dealt?
In his life on this Earth trip
The family confessed
Even his father was slightly jealous
Of what he accomplished became an icon
Products became the symbols of the age
Each time they were released you should
Have seen all the craze seen as an innovator
The great creator but beneath all the shine
And the sheen was the slave labour
And of course
There was that war they were funding to keep
The minerals flowing from
The African Republic
When the products they released
Ever came of the scrutiny
The scientist that authored
The report disappeared
Thus, the message is clear, as power is old
It’s blood nourishes soil in
Which powerful grows
Power changes reality and this
CEO had enough leverage
That the media only painted him as gold
But despite all the wealth and
The things that he owned
On his deathbed he couldn’t find
Comfort for his soul
All he could see is images of death
Victims of mercenaries that this
Government had trained, died in a cold sweat
Drowned him in shame
Billions couldn’t buy him another day
Or numb the pain

Dark Corners
The Dark Corners are the place where
We look death in the face
And we let it give us chase
But it always gets away
Dark corners are the place where
We’re running out of luck
And we cannot back it up
Death always catches up
Dark Corners are the place where we
Look death in the face
And we let it give us chase
But it always gets away
Dark corners are the place where
We’re running out of luck
And we cannot back it up
Death always catches up