I became the color
i [bad word] the daughter and the son
When the feast is over [bad word] to another one

Lay my body down down
down upon the water
wrapped up in the clothes of my mother and my father
o this is longing
i want to [bad word] I was waiting round in a little jump seat
i had a hunger
a mouthful of interludes
Youll do anything just to get rescued
I had longing
isn't that the key
take take taste taste sweet
They said I'd gone south
I'd gone asunder
They don't know hunger or what I been under
They were all laughing
thought i was debris
I was just free

We were ready to behave
But there's no freedom
w/out no cage

Whatever you think you've [bad word] Don't worry bout it dear it's where [bad word] from.

O no no, take me from my misery
There's no such, thing as [bad word] There's no such, thing as going home
I'm not formed of myself alone
All the other others they'll just fade to black
When you think you have me's when i don't look back
Keep on laughing, callin after me
Keep on laughin, I'm just free

We were ready to behave
But there's no freedom
w/out no cage

Whatever you think you've [bad word] Don't worry bout it dear it's where [bad word] from.