You're a slave to everyone
But you're not a slave to me
Your hair's falling out and
You've put on weight
You're a slave
You're the slave
You've got a view of
The Pacific you
Say you're exactly the same
You're a slave
A slave to your ways
And you're the same
You're a slave
You're a slave to it
But you're not a slave to me
You have a crooked heart
You're a slave to it
You're a slave to it
A slave
You say you're exactly just the same
But you're not to me
how I feel about u, 2017
Oil pastel on paper