The Colonel Is Breakdancing.
In my happy home I barely breathe. All my searching and working and sweating has been for naught. You are always vulnerable. I never thought for one second I’d have nothing left but shame.
Remember when you thought you knew better? I did. I do. I have been the victim too many times. I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out.
In my happy home...
I will not lay down. I will not lay there and take it. I will not allow myself to be stripped of who I am because you feel I should change. I will not be an easy target.
There’s no more crying. There’s no more pain.
I beg my God to speak.
I will not lay down my arms.
I will not lay down my body.
Remember when you thought you knew better? I did. I do. I have been the victim too many times. I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out.
In my happy home...
I will not lay down. I will not lay there and take it. I will not allow myself to be stripped of who I am because you feel I should change. I will not be an easy target.
There’s no more crying. There’s no more pain.
I beg my God to speak.
I will not lay down my arms.
I will not lay down my body.