you pushed me out to sea today
and hoped to watch me drown
all I had was my bag
you thought it would weigh me down
then as I drifted out, I floated out
until the raft was sinking
I gasped for air, I coughed salt water
I couldn't help but drink in
I jumped ship, you couldn't see me
you thought I had breathed my last
I started swimmin' towards the shore
from which I had been cast
I struggled bag in tow, was sure that I would die
but I found a strength, a will, a hate,
I couldn't pacify
then I made it back, I fought back
was almost to your shore
you held something in your hands for me
a braided crown of thorns
then I turned around
I swam away
never to look back
I'm no martyr fool
and I'm no salt sack