I try to write every line with perfection

Scarred to constant remember the violence

The wound you put me trough

I never meant the pain to you



Weak one shall continue as weak one

And when it hurts, it won't be the last time

Clouded thoughts makes it harder to fly

Your pornographic dream is a lie



This pretty face



Suppose I could oppose the role that you set for me

The object you tried to make of me

But this time I will just close my eyes

Bite my lips and, and try not to cry



Point that gun at your own head

Kill this male ego dead

Constantly fueled, constantly fed

Watch this beautiful skin turn red



Your constant abuse

Your constant comments

Your constant date rapes

And constant drive



To destroy this pretty face