Khoma Not In My Name
Stands among the rest
Shadowed, empty
Cloud that hangs over her head
You're settling down
When the truth hurts
you're turning to walk away from it all
Not in my name
Can't stand the taste of you, embracing one
Watching you crawl out of your skin
Strings attached, unmasked
Testimony served by your black tongue
Settling down
When the truth hurts
you're turning to walk away from it all
Not in my name
Can't stand the taste of you, embracing one
