Toxic waste shot in the face, at the minimum of race. She left no trace at the turning place, she got out the mace... and left the chase, ran to base, and torched the place where there'd been grace...
Does anybody know the person I used to be? does anybody know the child that fell on her knees...?
Let me tell you bout my daddy!
daddy dragged me from the tub,
Dragged across the rug,
And after all the marks he gave me I want to be a ****...
Wait! wait! let me back it up a little, that's when I was big but let me tell you when I was little..
He beat me on the floor... nah it's k just a little blood poured... Knock-Knock! open the door... "oh hey, everything's great." "how's your day?" "sorry I'll be late." "be late?" "Yeah I have a date." "a date?"....
I date to beat the hell out of a sinner of a daughter, a date to take her out and pretend she has a father,... wait... is it fate, as a kid I was so elate? I didn't know crap was flying at my face!