You cut me open with words of hate
You filled my gut with lies
You made me think the worst of thoughts
You made me hate my life
But I would do it all again
So your bullets wouldn't hit her
You ******* drunk just stay away
Don't touch my little sister
Daddy you're the devil
Without the trace of an angle's grin
So finish off that bottle because
Your heart is lost in sin
I'm all grown up and far away
I'm sure you miss your punching bag
Can't you see how beautiful she is?
Please, don't ******* hurt her, Dad
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC
You cut me open with words of hate
You filled my gut with lies
You made me think the worst of thoughts
You made me hate my life
But I would do it all again
So your bullets wouldn't hit her
You ******* drunk just stay away
Don't touch my little sister
Daddy you're the devil
Without the trace of an angle's grin
So finish off that bottle because
Your heart is lost in sin
I'm all grown up and far away
I'm sure you miss your punching bag
Can't you see how beautiful she is?
Please, don't ******* hurt her, Dad
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