I never want to be a beast of burden,
I happen to know that for certain
I never want to be
my own worst enemy
But I guess that takes me
to this crazy play I call life's
final curtain
I guess I am your beast of burden
and you've said it so much I can determine
that I'm next to nothing to you
a curse, a handicap, I guess it's so true
That I'm only one thing
and that is nothing
compared to what you had put me through
I'm no longer your beast of burden
I've gone away, far away, but this isn't a sermon
our toxicity has died
asking with my feelings inside
ice is in my veins
now morning remains
of your former beast of burden