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SlaveTo an early graveTo that bed you madeNow you've got to lay down in itSlaveSlaveSee now what you've doneSee what you've becomeYou know that I see right through itSlaveThey branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlaveSlaveDig your lovers tombWhat you trying to do nowCome on, let's get down to itSlaveYeah they branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlave(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill?)When I was youngAnd I must have been naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI would still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be freeWhen I was youngAnd I know I was naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI could still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be free(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill?)
SlaveTo an early graveTo that bed you madeNow you've got to lay down in itSlaveSlaveSee now what you've doneSee what you've becomeYou know that I see right through itSlaveThey branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlaveSlaveDig your lovers tombWhat you trying to do nowCome on, let's get down to itSlaveYeah they branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlave(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill?)When I was youngAnd I must have been naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI would still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be freeWhen I was youngAnd I know I was naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI could still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be free(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill?)