freak kitchen – heal me lyrics
18 hours a day
7 days a week
locked up in this godforsaken joint
anything you say
i turn the other cheek
you’d be amazed what one will do at gun-point
heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
won’t you heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
had me dig a grave
when men without no soul
beat my friend to death when she escaped
a new millennium slave
stuck in a h-llhole
a piece of property, born to be raped
heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
won’t you heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
i was sold, a thousand dollars flat
mondays are slow, special leftover fee
won’t get old, i am aware of that
but i’ll go free
heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
won’t you heal me, please heal me
i need something bad, something to call my own
(to salma)
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