Torn and worn like
Holes in jeans i'm frayed
Pressed down like the keys
And hammers and strings
b**h i've been played
Stressed and festered
Trash cause i've been left
Out in the shade
I'm black and blue
My tongue is tied
Like shoes
I'm so f**ing dismayed
I'm led astray
Cold like streams of
Concrete on the street
I'm grey
If you could live
In my shoes for
Just one mother
f**ing day
Tears on my grave
I'm not a slave
I need to pray
I'll be okay
I'll be okay
I'll be okay
Tears on my grave b**h
I'm not a slave b**h
I need to pray
I'll be okay b**h
I'll be okay b**h
I'll be okay
Tears on my grave
I'm not a slave
I'm not a slave b**h
I need to pray