The Fog

They don’t, they don’t
Understand what I’ve got
They don’t, they don’t
Understand what I’ve got
They’re watching me, but Imma do what I want
Freedom is when I’m without you
When the fog hits
I’m the only one I see
Freedom is when I’m without you
When the fog hits
I’m the only one I see
Oh I’m the only one I see, see
He yanks me like he can move me
Don’t he think I have my own needs?
Use me up when he feels weak
Take my sex from me like a dream
Talks me down till I’m sitting silent
Wants me to ask before I speak
As I hold my tongue all I taste is his bitter grief
Bitter grief
Freedom is when I’m without you
Freedom is when I’m without you
Freedom is when I’m without you
Woah Freedom is when I’m without you
Freedom is when I’m without you
When the fog hits
I’m the only one I see
Freedom is when I’m without you
When the fog hits
I’m the only one I see
Oh I’m the only one I see, see
They don’t, they don’t
Understand what I’ve got
They don’t, they don’t
Understand what I’ve got
They’re watching me but Imma do what I want