Paroles de Our History
I woke within a circle and they glared downat me, my ex lovers and their mothers, nails
and biting teeth. Why, why didn't I die?
My brother found my body in the grass, a
purple stain, and he didn't say a word we are
the same, we are the same.
Lines cut through my face, I felt like
a child.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
While I believe that I ain't
nothing, just a line in a circle, I'm
convinced that I won't forget tonight.
I won't forget tonight, my boy.
Lines cut through my face, he
carried me home.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
Every time she climbs atop me I'd like to see my father.
Lines cut through my face and I
felt like a child.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
Lines cut through my face, I felt like
a child.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
While I believe that I ain't
nothing, just a line in a circle, I'm
convinced that I won't forget tonight.
I won't forget tonight, my boy.
Lines cut through my face, he
carried me home.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
Every time she climbs atop me I'd like to see my father.
Lines cut through my face and I
felt like a child.
You can't touch me, my people,
our history.
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