| Look at how it’s no one’s turn to
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| Teach the boys who cannot learn
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| Cool the water that’s meant to burn
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| Dull the knife when it’s your son’s turn
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| Before the rape I could cum so well
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| On your belt I would rub and swell
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| Freedoms like that to twist behind
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| Some distorted cocked design
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| That I should not be good at all
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| Lay me down unwanted doll
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| Pretend in men I found a friend
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| Pretend in women I can be like them
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| What’s this shame when others tell?
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| I’m afraid to leave my hell?
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| Punishment lives in my skin
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| I’m a child that let monsters in
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| Some day I’ll be yours and you’ll be no one at all
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| Someday I’ll be yours and you’ll be no one at all
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| Rotting away in oblivion, making love cuz that’s all it was
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| Rotting away in oblivion, making love cuz that’s all it was
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| Our future here will have no fear
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| So what will be your purpose here
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| You sit below my spike heeled feet
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| Touching when it feels good to me
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| But for her the one that I’ve made
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| I guard her with a molten blade
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| Throw myself on the reaper’s scythe
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| If I cannot protect her life
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| Too much power given to men
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| They continue to rape again
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| Revenge, revenge the women return
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| To teach the ones who refuse to learn
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| Some day I’ll be yours and you’ll be no one at all
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| Someday I’ll be yours and you’ll be no one at all
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| Rotting away in oblivion, making love cuz that’s all it was
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| Rotting away in oblivion, making love cuz that’s all it was |