Getting High in Dubai - Sorry

No longer sorry
No longer sad
We have burned down the bridge of hope
It took too long to stand alone
To stay still no longer roam

You are not family
The way you treated me
Just pushed me around
Sell my flesh by the pound
Throwing back your lies
You fed me like gruel
Your brand of love is cruel

No longer sorry
No longer sorry
Erasing memories
No longer sorry

Haven't talked since the Christmas
Conversation turned racist
And all you could mention was
Colors of placements
No longer sorry

No longer sorry
No longer scared
Threats of hell don't frighten me
Calling to say you're not family
No longer sorry
No longer sad
No longer sorry
No longer scared

Written by:
Kristopher Irizarry-Hoeksema

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