Hall of Shame
Tricked and manipulated at a young age
And soon the bed became the stage.
You start to hear them always say that a girls first time is a memory that'll never change.
Soon enough, the pictures became the home page.
and school became her most hated place.
He couldn't help but to see the pain in her face
But who are you gonna blame? The player or the game.
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