Skunk Anansie - Charity Lyrics
Why do I sense, benevolenceYou stand tall at my great expenseThick words of gratitude, what a price to payStuck in my throat, I sell every word I sayBut I dont want your charityTwisting me roundI dont want your charityKeeping me down...Why does your world keep buryingGorging much deeper, than its ever beenRubbing still harder, salt on my hurtLicking my burns while I grovel in your dirtBut I dont want your charityTwisting me roundI dont want your charityKeeping me down...You pity me with your tasteless gesturesGratitude for kindBut your bludgeoned, intentioned objectivesAre screwing with my mind, screwing with my mindBut I dont want your charityTwisting me roundI dont want your charityKeeping me down...But I dont want your charityTwisting me roundI dont want your charityKeeping me down...