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P. Martyr
Cut me, punch me
crash my soul,
tear my heart out
leave a hole.
Chain me, cage me
shackle me down.
Hold me under
till I drown.
Tie me, gag me
close the door.
Take them tools out
hurt me more.
Feed me sorrow
break me down,
do it right here.
Slit my throat
I'm naked, bare.
smack me, rape me
leave a dent,
if not broken,
keep me bent.
I'm a victim!
Treat me worse.
Hurt my feelings
leave me sore.
hurt me! hurt me!
hurt me! some more!
You think I'm weak
I'm something worse.
I'm a not a hero but
a martyr perverse.
crash my soul,
tear my heart out
leave a hole.
Chain me, cage me
shackle me down.
Hold me under
till I drown.
Tie me, gag me
close the door.
Take them tools out
hurt me more.
Feed me sorrow
break me down,
do it right here.
Slit my throat
I'm naked, bare.
smack me, rape me
leave a dent,
if not broken,
keep me bent.
I'm a victim!
Treat me worse.
Hurt my feelings
leave me sore.
hurt me! hurt me!
hurt me! some more!
You think I'm weak
I'm something worse.
I'm a not a hero but
a martyr perverse.
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