When i was little all i could do was look on while she took the beating
I just had to look on and continue eating
I just had to listen to the crying and her sounding like she was dying
You pushed her to the floor and kept on hurting her even when she said no more
I watched on as you turned up the song
I watched as her cheek got fat and as you got the bat
I looked as her eyes went black and her blood went through the cracks
I watched her swell and as you told her not to tell
I was only eight so i couldnt debait
I was only small so i had to just hide behind the wall
When i was little you got away with it and now i'm just not going to take it
If i see you raise your hand now i'm going to bury you in the sand
If i see her swell i'm going to drown you in a well
Leave us alone or i will break a bone
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