Absent Minded
supposed crime
all the psychological hooks
ive been abused by
all the things ive fallen victom for
you dont see them yet
but one day you will ache like i ache
eye for an eye
forgive and forget
break the cycle of abuse
another death threat from you to me
wether muttered or a public riddle
another sentence for me to live out
so you can wipe the smile off my face
eye for an eye
tooth and nail
break the cycle of abuse
whats the use
the supposed crime
make you squirm
what gets you off
a two edged sword of whats wrong with you
sweet naked children
and you the statue frozen from my hero medusa
hush now little one
we use children for arts of war
hush now children of the korn
there is a reason you suffer to prevent the mistreatment
a reason for the horn and porn
eye for an eye
nail you to that cross
they always have what children are interested in
the latest games
the coolest toys
making friends
someone society loves and trusts
but now they cant tell anyone
this is what everyone does
tell me tell me
what gets you off
what makes you feel bad
let me find a scar for you
so i can heal
beat you down
and be your curse
and it will be our little secret
all because of you
you liked it too?
no one would believe you
whats that
whats this
medusa my hero
turn them to stone
shatter the mirror and free my soul
this supposed crime
of life lessons ive learned and lived through
i have to one day let go
eye for an eye
hush now child lay down
i know what you like
see what you do to me
what you make me do
how much i love you
and i know you like it to
and in the back of your mind you are strong
you will grow to be a man like me
big like me
in every way
here and here
and here
and here
touch me
feel me
medusa turn me to stone
shatter the mirror
free my soul
what gets you off
dear judge
huh society
whats wrong with the boy he raped
what gets me off
the two edged psychological sword
society never raised but blamed
for being thrown into a world
of secrets never to tell
hush now
eye for an eye
nailed to a cross
forgive and forget
sweep it under the rug
and youre to blame
such an innocent beautiful boy
psychological manipulation
torturous nightmare of hell
where do you get off
did anybody ever tell?
did anybody ever care?
my innocence ripped and stolen from me
not like i was locked in a cage
curiousity
innocence
power trip over those who hide their heads in the sands
and whose he hurting now?
touch me here
feel me like that
one day you too will be a man
big like this
strong like that
medusa
i wish you would turn him to stone
and i would shatter that mirror
and free my soul
ive been abused by
all the things ive fallen victom for
you dont see them yet
but one day you will ache like i ache
eye for an eye
forgive and forget
break the cycle of abuse
another death threat from you to me
wether muttered or a public riddle
another sentence for me to live out
so you can wipe the smile off my face
eye for an eye
tooth and nail
break the cycle of abuse
whats the use
the supposed crime
make you squirm
what gets you off
a two edged sword of whats wrong with you
sweet naked children
and you the statue frozen from my hero medusa
hush now little one
we use children for arts of war
hush now children of the korn
there is a reason you suffer to prevent the mistreatment
a reason for the horn and porn
eye for an eye
nail you to that cross
they always have what children are interested in
the latest games
the coolest toys
making friends
someone society loves and trusts
but now they cant tell anyone
this is what everyone does
tell me tell me
what gets you off
what makes you feel bad
let me find a scar for you
so i can heal
beat you down
and be your curse
and it will be our little secret
all because of you
you liked it too?
no one would believe you
whats that
whats this
medusa my hero
turn them to stone
shatter the mirror and free my soul
this supposed crime
of life lessons ive learned and lived through
i have to one day let go
eye for an eye
hush now child lay down
i know what you like
see what you do to me
what you make me do
how much i love you
and i know you like it to
and in the back of your mind you are strong
you will grow to be a man like me
big like me
in every way
here and here
and here
and here
touch me
feel me
medusa turn me to stone
shatter the mirror
free my soul
what gets you off
dear judge
huh society
whats wrong with the boy he raped
what gets me off
the two edged psychological sword
society never raised but blamed
for being thrown into a world
of secrets never to tell
hush now
eye for an eye
nailed to a cross
forgive and forget
sweep it under the rug
and youre to blame
such an innocent beautiful boy
psychological manipulation
torturous nightmare of hell
where do you get off
did anybody ever tell?
did anybody ever care?
my innocence ripped and stolen from me
not like i was locked in a cage
curiousity
innocence
power trip over those who hide their heads in the sands
and whose he hurting now?
touch me here
feel me like that
one day you too will be a man
big like this
strong like that
medusa
i wish you would turn him to stone
and i would shatter that mirror
and free my soul
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