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You Call Yourself A Man
The sun set marks a heavy storm in some of those you claim to love
It's amazing how your loving them is reflected in the bruises on their skin
Ask yourself this: How long will they continue to take the BS and the pain?
Fore everyone has a limit
Everyone has that breaking point
Your hands are acidic,
Everything they touch turns to dust
Your words are the worst,
They leave scars that never heal
The scars soo fresh they just want to take the pill
Just to go for the kill
A monster you've become!
Fore they can not recognise you anymore
The chills you emit can be felt all the way to Rome
The walls sorrounding you and them know more than some
To them hell has become the place they called home
Longing to see the man they once knew
Soo lost and abandoned without a clue
Monday is no longer the only day that is blue
Things seemed to go sour as they grew
Their hearts gunned down, you're a serial killer
You are their abuser and their peeler
They are only left with their strength without the pillar
You've swallowed their sunshine, you're the sinner
Your reasons are only known to God
For soo many years she has held the burning rod
Every night kneeling and thanking Father Lord
Your customary peals have dried her cord
Their hearts you ripped and threw to the den
Their bodies left to live like zombies
And their hope hanging on the ceiling like a fan
Their minds crowded like overloaded kombies
You call yourself a father, a husband, you call yourself a man?
I call you an insecure, scared little person who preys on others just because you can...
It's amazing how your loving them is reflected in the bruises on their skin
Ask yourself this: How long will they continue to take the BS and the pain?
Fore everyone has a limit
Everyone has that breaking point
Your hands are acidic,
Everything they touch turns to dust
Your words are the worst,
They leave scars that never heal
The scars soo fresh they just want to take the pill
Just to go for the kill
A monster you've become!
Fore they can not recognise you anymore
The chills you emit can be felt all the way to Rome
The walls sorrounding you and them know more than some
To them hell has become the place they called home
Longing to see the man they once knew
Soo lost and abandoned without a clue
Monday is no longer the only day that is blue
Things seemed to go sour as they grew
Their hearts gunned down, you're a serial killer
You are their abuser and their peeler
They are only left with their strength without the pillar
You've swallowed their sunshine, you're the sinner
Your reasons are only known to God
For soo many years she has held the burning rod
Every night kneeling and thanking Father Lord
Your customary peals have dried her cord
Their hearts you ripped and threw to the den
Their bodies left to live like zombies
And their hope hanging on the ceiling like a fan
Their minds crowded like overloaded kombies
You call yourself a father, a husband, you call yourself a man?
I call you an insecure, scared little person who preys on others just because you can...
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