Italian

Beat

 

Always valued her so called difference

Always found it unique

A child chosen now that’s got a ring to it

Life before had been bleak

 

Beat like an Italian priest’s daughter

Like she don’t even exist

Old eyes in a little girl body

Measurin’ an’ wise

 

Seek to find

Peace of mind

Give me my identity

Got no blood though

my heart thuds

Can’t find no serenity

 

Beat like she responsible for everything

Beat as if she’d then divine

long looked for, longed for answers

‘bout life’s cruel design

 

Right outta the pan to the fire

Can’t get her a break

‘cept her heart her bones her innocence

like she’s just a mistake

 

Seek to find

Peace of mind

Where is me my identity

Got no blood though

my heart thuds

Can’t find no serenity

 

Where do I start to look

And is it worth the trip

Won’t I just always be

No more or less than me

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