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letra de no poor soul - heather mae

this bag of stones has got to, got to go
cause my bloodied hands can’t carry this heavy load
it’s my shame that’s bringing me down
and makin’ me drag my knuckles on the ground
mama didn’t raise no poor soul
mama didn’t raise no poor soul

i want to feel that gold on my skin
break out of the box they put my in
and sing “this is who i am”
this is who i am
i want to walk the streets with my face to the sky
not be afraid to look you in the eye
and sing, “this is who i am”
this is who i am
mama didn’t raise no poor soul
mama didn’t raise no poor soul

so come on, come on, give me, give me your hand
it’s time for you and i take a stand
cause we’re all a little broken
we’re all a little ugly
we’re all just trying to survive
mama didn’t raisе no poor soul
mama didn’t raise no poor soul
i want to feel that gold on my skin
break out of the box thеy put my in
and sing “this is who i am”
this is who i am
i want to walk the streets with my face to the sky
not be afraid to look you in the eye
and sing, “this is who i am”
this is who i am
mama didn’t raise no poor soul
mama didn’t raise no poor soul

there is thunder in the distance
there’s a rumble shakin’ the sky
hear our voices they’ve been silent
but now we won’t keep quiet
cause change is a comin
and there’s no turning back
can you hear it?
can you see it?
mama i am free at last
mama i am free at last
mama i am free at last

- heather mae

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