Dad, by Blackened_Sky
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Touch her again
I’ll panel
Your fucking face in
Did anyone ever teach you
Its wrong to hit girls
I watched it all before
Well now I’ll settle the score
Call yourself man
I was defenseless before
Go on
Touch her again
I show you the man
I’ve become
The man you don’t know
I was
Raised by my Mum
You have nothing
To be proud off
I’m not your son
I’m of your body
But you make my stomach Churn
Yet I will still see you
And my fucking step mum too
It’s a shame my mum
raised me
To waste love on you
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Posted: 2006-01-07 14:55:15 UTC |
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2006-04-28 18:18:56 | lost the lonely dead |
rock on dude....welcome to the club of bastardized youth! *thumb up* |