Slave

You don’t know me at all
I curled my fists with salt in my wounds
Too slow comes the daylight
Poured in my head’s a winding road so long
I will betray all I love instead of finding a place to live
Slave, you’ve got what you came for
So think slow
This might be the last chance you get to evolve and endure
I curbed my words cause you’d never know
How slow comes the respite
Stood at the river I knew I’d changed so much
I would betray all I said I loved
And send my fears to watery graves
It’s like you don’t even know me at all
In place of the sycophantic sons of black art
(There's a chance)
For a world lived through following your guts
(We're not lost)
So I’ll sail these waves and pray we stay safe