SHAME

Shame on you, ain't nobody clean in this room
You're either a victim, a hero, a villain
Shame on you
Shame on me, the illusion of intimacy
I gave you my art, and you stepped on my heart
Shame on me
And to think that you thought you knew me
Cuz God's speaking thru me
And you try to dispose of me, you can't erase me
Cuz I've still got work here to do, that shame's on you
Cake or death, I guess I'll take whatever's left
I just want my piece of the pie
Cake or death
We want blood, yeah there's skeletons here to dig up
You're judge then the juror, my executioner
It's blood for blood
Wounded men, and yet we came from woman
A cycle of harm, from the day we was born
Wounded men
And to think that you thought you knew me
Cuz God's speaking thru me
And you try to dispose of me, you can't erase me
Cuz I've still got work here to do, that shame's on you
Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you
And to think that you thought you knew me
Cuz God's speaking thru me
And you try to dispose of me, you can't erase me
Cuz I've still got work here to do, that shame's on you



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Korbesmeyer, David Joel Nahko-ese Bell
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