Sweet Potato

So give her information to help her fill the holes

Give an ounce of power so he does not feel controlled

Help her to acknowledge the pain that you are in

Give to him a glimpse of that beneath your skin

Now my inner dialogue is heaving with detest

I am a martyr and a victim and I need to be caressed

I hate that you negate me, I'm a ghost at beck and call

I'm failing and placating, and berating myself for staying

I'm a fool

~Sia

I feel like Sia's first few albums are so underappreciated. This song is so poetic and I love music that you have to listen to a few times and think about before it really gives the full effect, plus everytime I eat sweet potato I sing it in my head haha.