Marks of a Slave
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
I've been bound and silenced by deceivers and liars
My cut of your profit is minimum wage
I'll push aside my urge for defiance
The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave
I still dig myself up every morning
Clock my body in
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
Safe and secure in our walls
I'm serving my sentence but get no release
I've been chasing paper since my early teens
My minds set I'll take my chances and leave
My appetite for life won't be run by greed
Convinced that you own me, locked my mind in my body
I'm nobodies trophy, I know I'm not perfect but I hold my own
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
Safe and secure in our walls
Clock my body in
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
I've been bound and silenced by deceivers and liars
My cut of your profit is minimum wage
I'll push aside my urge for defiance
The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave
I still dig myself up every morning
Clock my body in
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
Safe and secure in our walls
I'm serving my sentence but get no release
I've been chasing paper since my early teens
My minds set I'll take my chances and leave
My appetite for life won't be run by greed
Convinced that you own me, locked my mind in my body
I'm nobodies trophy, I know I'm not perfect but I hold my own
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
Safe and secure in our walls
Clock my body in
We're all born defined by our cultures
Set loose to be caught and stripped of our thoughts
Another possession of monsters, worked to the core
To feel safe and secure in our walls
The burns on my arms are the marks of a slave
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Writer(s): Samuel James Thompson
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