Father
in your sick and twisted mind
what could make you so blind
to lust your own blood
to touch the fruit of your love
i was supposed to call you my father
not crave to add you to my hit list slaughter
in your own way
you'd say this is how you love me
then how did you hate me
"why daddy oh when did you decide to rape me?"
now look at me daddy are you pround
im half crazed living in a daze
and begging to die its just like you
daddy i'm a lie
and your alive
at least you have a choice
ah you see now daddy
thats why I go crazy over boys
they tell me i'm beautiful
and they want me too
some of them even act like you
maybe one day i'll meet a real man
then again maybe in my dream land
he'll come and find me and set me free
be the man you could never be
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