Jamila Woods - SULA (Hardcover) текст песни

Down here in the bottom there ain't no room for me

I don't wanna make no babies

I don't need a man to save me

Secondhand loneliness pass on over me

I might wanna make some babies

Runnin outta time for waiting

Freedom and triumph, they weren't meant for me

Girls of my color, find somethin' else to be

I'm better I'm better I'm better

Ooh I'm better

Up here in the bottom you linger over me

I got all this space to fill

Something only bodies heal

Promiscuous holiness slope is slippery

I got all this time to kill

Something like a prayer to kneel to

Lay on my pillow you think I'm so weak

Soft as my skin is my power's discreet

I'm better I'm better I'm better

Ooh I'm better

Thick with birds, I met you in the dirt (I met you in the dirt)

Wicked burns, you left me so hurt (you left me so hurt)

Thick with birds, you met me in the dirt (you met me in the dirt)

Sick at first, but haven't I learned (but haven't I learned)

I'm not sorry that I cut you out

I'm not sorry (haven't I learned)

Can't be sorry that I cut you out

What's done is done (but haven't I)

No crying over you

I'm not sorry that I cut you out

I'm not sorry (haven't I)

Can't be sorry that I cut you out

What's done is done

No crying over you (but haven't I learned)

I'm not sorry that I cut you out

I'm not sorry

Can't be sorry that I cut you out

What's done is done, no crying over you (can't be sorry)

I'm not sorry that I cut you out

I'm not sorry (oh, no crying over you, I'm not sorry)

Can't be sorry that I cut you out

What's done is done

Jamila Woods
SULA (Hardcover)