Texty: Blood Island Raiders. 1617. Circa 3.

I took the time to feed
On the poison that you gave to me
I took the time to live
In all the lies that you let me see

Broken trust & broken dreams
Nothing left for you to say
Torn apart and left for dead
But I'll be back for another day

Now I see the time has come
Got to rise above
All the bullshit that's surrounding me
Now I see the shit in you
Now I see the weakness in me
I won't take anymore from you
I've got to fight for my right to be free