He was cruel like an animal He dragged me endlessly Into a jungle full of thorns and wild animals The jungle is now painted in my blood red. Find me, and fill me with blood again.
I gave him my hand When he was in a well deep and dark He held my hand And pushed me far in a well deeper and darker. Find me, and show me the light again.
With lashes of trickeries, he ripped off my skin My pain was his food I will never be a doormat again Even if he shows his good Find me, and show me how to love myself.