Dropping all baggage by the clearence rack
were many will pick up and carry my burden
for a lesser price of course...
I'm destined to be more than struggles
I dance buttnaked to the chimes and bells of freedom
the drums beat to my success the bass humming along
my sister, brother, friend lover
that thing on your shoulder isn't Prada and Fendi
it's priceless it holds your soul captive
it's excess baggage that needs to be discarded
busting through door to hell of another kind
the lipsticks of countless men who told you to kiss their asses
the perfume of hell in his garden
the tissues of come stains dripped on your person
the pills of innocent birth stolen for a price that cost way to much in the end
your excuses for resentment no longer hold it's power like it once used to
tucked away in a corner counts you held new loves accountable for from old loves
throw them out, delete their memory and move forward
you are so much more than those bruises you keep safe
those scratches daddy left on your womanhood are painful, but they're holding you back
that gun shot your bestfriend took to the chest dots the iris in your eyes
let it go, shred all files crash the system and burn the company
that has invaded your walls of safety
this is your ressurrection it's beautiful isn't it

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Bag Lady - Erykah Badu