My words my tunesmy history my life slowly killed, but folks that makethe rules don't let minds work that way. My voice they still; my lips they sealand my words, my words. My words they forceinto hiding with threats of death.
My words my tunesmy history my life slowly killed, but folks that makethe rules don't let minds work that way. My voice they still; my lips they sealand my words, my words. My words they forceinto hiding with threats of death.