| It’s the dead of night and she wakes up screaming
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| But her terror doesn’t end when she’s done dreaming
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| She recloses her eyes and all she sees is your face
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| Bringing her back to that time and that place
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| When you forced your way into her front door
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| You took all her possessions, still you wanted more
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| Grabbed her by the arms, forced her to the bed
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| You left her body but you’ll never leave her head
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| Never forget, never walk away
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| Pain, regret, till her dying day
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| He was very young but he knew when to hide
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| He didn’t recognize the smell booze
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| But could see it in your eyes
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| He swore when he was older he’d get his revenge
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| But he never got the chance cause you left when he was ten
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| Now he walks the street with hatred in his eyes
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| A needle in his veins, a head so full of lies
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| All his wounds have healed, scars still mark the flesh
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| Drugs numb the pain but he’ll never forget
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| Never forget, never walk away
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| Pain, regret, till her dying day
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| How do you sleep at night?
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| What gave you the right
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| Destroying people’s lives
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| Only their pain will survive
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| Never forget |