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Name me as the hope of the slaves
Frame me in my mothers gaze
Let me breathe in open air
Even though we've yet to make it there
Black bodies sway in time
With the drums playing in my mind.
Fucked up in the head
Yet you still lay in my bed
These sheets never seemed so heavy
Your arms draped over me
Like you know nothing
You know everything
But you do nothing
Fucked up in the head
Yet you still lay in my bed
These sheets never seemed so heavy
Your arms draped over me
Like you know nothing
You know everything
But you do nothing
