Black hands, acid tongue,
know you're there to tear me apart.
Your words are like poison,
my suffering is your obsession.
Get away,
Get away with your black hands
and acid tongues slit throat,
choking hold cutting off my oxygen.
Nearly dead, nearly gone
but my strength begins to flow back in
I'm not gonna fall victim
to your murderous threats and razor-sharp accusations
you know your place,
You have no authority and no power over me