Slave Ship

Well, well, fuck this rain

Sail

Well, fuck this rain

My finger nails have got torn off

This rain will never let up

My blistered wounds are sticky mounds, sail

Oh, I've been

Sail

I've been

Pumped full with salt water

I fill my stomach up so full

And I fill that cubby hole so full

And I tried to cram some more

But it won't go in

I've seen my father go before

I've seen my mother go before

I've seen my sister go before

I've seen my brother go before

I've seen my true love

I've seen my daughter go before

I've seen my son go before

I've seen my friends all go before