Paroles de Slaves

I felt a lost I felt a lost place to call my home I found you here When I was broken, all alone And I thought of you when I was under all that dirt I thought of growing, thought of you and all you hurt I felt a lost I felt a lost people with no throne I was a crow Flying out in a golden dome I thought I told you I would never be at peace I thought I loved you, but you had me on my knees I felt a sharp I felt a sharp pain beneath my gown You used your hands To bury me in the frozen ground And I thought of you when I was underneath that dirt Thought of rising, thought of how I'd make you hurt I'll make you hurt I'll make you hurt I'll make you hurt I'll make you hurt