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"Blue Eyes" (True Story)
This World that I'm livin' in, is sickenin',
Where parents don't know where on Earth their kids-have-be'n,
Murders in your own home, it's-the-kin,
Yet this isn't what this is-about,
This is more to do with what happens when the kids-are-out,
Even with C.C.T.V no-one sees who abducted the school-girl,
It's cruel-worl',
Some of the shit these chicks go through could make you-hurl,
"Sophie" only 12 years old unknown to the events that are about to take-place,
Friday after-noon after-school walkin' home with her best-mate,
Approached by two-guys who-might seem to be interested,
One compliments her on her blue-eyes,
As her friend gets on the bus and they hug, "Sophie" whispers "He's Really Sweet-Babe",
The walk for a while he makes jokes and makes her smile, then back to his-place,
Sittin' on his bed drinkin' he asks her what she thinkin', whilst grinnin',
She ask "Where's the bathroom at?" 'cause the room starts spinnin',
That's when two other men walk in starin' at her with lustful eyes,
She asks "Who Are Those Two Guys", He replies "They're Your Suprise",
"Sophie" gets up to leave, they force her back down-on-the-bed,
Switch her layin' on her front as one of them forces down-on-her-head,
That way no-one can hear the screams of a young girl scared,
The more she fights to set-free the quicker she get-weak,
Cryin' tears on the pillow case, the inense pain got her grippin' on the bed-sheet,
They all start rippin' through and takin' turns into rapin'-her,
Cryin' for her mother, scream for God but no-one's savin'-her,
When they're done they get dressed, leavin' closin' the bedroom-door,
"Sophie" curled on the bedroom-floor, layin' in her own-sick,
When reality kicks, it's too much to tak in so she puts a blade to her own-wrist,
Where parents don't know where on Earth their kids-have-be'n,
Murders in your own home, it's-the-kin,
Yet this isn't what this is-about,
This is more to do with what happens when the kids-are-out,
Even with C.C.T.V no-one sees who abducted the school-girl,
It's cruel-worl',
Some of the shit these chicks go through could make you-hurl,
"Sophie" only 12 years old unknown to the events that are about to take-place,
Friday after-noon after-school walkin' home with her best-mate,
Approached by two-guys who-might seem to be interested,
One compliments her on her blue-eyes,
As her friend gets on the bus and they hug, "Sophie" whispers "He's Really Sweet-Babe",
The walk for a while he makes jokes and makes her smile, then back to his-place,
Sittin' on his bed drinkin' he asks her what she thinkin', whilst grinnin',
She ask "Where's the bathroom at?" 'cause the room starts spinnin',
That's when two other men walk in starin' at her with lustful eyes,
She asks "Who Are Those Two Guys", He replies "They're Your Suprise",
"Sophie" gets up to leave, they force her back down-on-the-bed,
Switch her layin' on her front as one of them forces down-on-her-head,
That way no-one can hear the screams of a young girl scared,
The more she fights to set-free the quicker she get-weak,
Cryin' tears on the pillow case, the inense pain got her grippin' on the bed-sheet,
They all start rippin' through and takin' turns into rapin'-her,
Cryin' for her mother, scream for God but no-one's savin'-her,
When they're done they get dressed, leavin' closin' the bedroom-door,
"Sophie" curled on the bedroom-floor, layin' in her own-sick,
When reality kicks, it's too much to tak in so she puts a blade to her own-wrist,
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