everyday

Everyday it's the same thing

Guys coming up to me asking me for a little pleasure.

Pleasure?

You mean the kind that ends with my throat being raped, My insides torn apart, Me bleeding out

Yea that's pleasure for you.!

What about me?

What about how I feel?

What about my aching bones, My bruised skin, My bleeding flesh

What about the pain you left me in?

Tears running down my face

You've popped my only pride

I feel disgusting

You took me away from me

And left me there

You Knew

You knew I didn't know what I was getting myself into

But that didn't stop you

You shoved your bullet in my gun

and pulled the trigger

Blood slowly escaped down my skirt

I was in pain and confused

A part of me had died

You killed her

And didn't even apologize

You just went back to your average day to day

From door to door

I didn't matter matter no more

You got what you came here for

And your telling your friends im just another whore

That you screwed with because you were bored

That's The kind of pleasure that'll end with the real

Gun pointed at your head. From the front so I can look

My rapist in the eye And showed him the reason why he's about to die

Want you to see the tears in my eyes as I Cock it back..

Everyday it;s the same thing the difference about today is you won't live to see another..