Wye Oak - My Creator Lyrics
What kind of man, what could I be?Afraid of everyone I meetLie forever, afterthoughtSome are menAnd some are notAnd love What could I standIf there's my Was there your landLie forever future But here I stay and here I amAnd who but you?What could I know?To follow with me far below.My protect and servitudeAnd crippling dependencyWhat kind of woman would I beIf I refuse what's asked of me?Some lines can turn you Some names will never be forgot.My body can, but I cannotI'm sorry, mommyI cannot.