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To a Fucking Basterd

My parents don't see
That I hate sleeping
They can't see the nightmares you cause
I cry every night
I don't like to sleep early

You used me
And confused me
How could I have ever loved you
A monster God created

Praying doesn't help
Just makes me cry harder
I'm locking my emotions
Throwing away the key
Having built up anger
Is so much better
Than having you in me

I'm sitting here
Trying to make a song
Since all of my music
Was taken away from me
Sometimes I wish
God could just kill me
And take away my suffering
God why can't I end this misery

I go on through the day
With a smile on my face
Knowing it's all a lie
My life was ruined
When you came into the picture
You fucked with me
Knowing I was a child

I wonder sometimes
If it's all my fault
Maybe I led you on
When I played with my friends
Maybe it was how I felt
Maybe it was because I liked it
HOW THE FUCK
COULD I LET IT HAPPEN
HOW THE FUCK
COULD I HAVE LIKED IT?!


You were nothing
But a sick fuck
I hope you rot
In the cell
Written by bloodydeath
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