Am I - Kacy Hill

Echoes of angels have cried

To tell me the church and your gates are not mine

Borrowed the tears from their pride

And man who neglects and makes woman a crime

My love

Tell me the sky’s not only for you

My love

Break me, I’m not made like you

My god

Save me

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

This criminal heart that I’ve sown

Is born from the guilt of the limbs I adorn

Feminine breath met with scorn

Cannot bear the weight that impersonates yours

My love

I’d give up my eyes to see like you

My love

Break me, I’m not made like you

My God

Save me

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

From a woman’s womb

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

From a woman’s womb

From a woman’s womb

If I am the beast from temptation is born

Why can you not see the woman as more?

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

From a woman’s womb

Am I a crime?

Crime?

Crime?

From a woman’s womb

From a woman’s womb

From a woman’s womb

From a woman’s womb