Not A Slave

There's not a slave
That’s ever lived
That's felt the weight
Of feeling now
Love you all
When hate is on
I pass the time
In other ways
Walked the block
So many times
Made love to things
That prey on me
Prey on me

I tell you how I work my mind
And risk the chance of hurting you
Not the thrill of hurting you
And hurting me is blacken me
Brings round me eyes
All round his eyes
Found him while
They burn through you
Burn through you

Hiding in my house is the part that changes
Only a million ways it eats at me
For love love
And more for high high
And more for love love

And more for high high
And more for love love

And more for high high
And more for love love

And more for high high
And more for love love

And more for high