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What is real What is fake How much more Can you take Do you look back Can you still see The person that You used to be Vibrant such fun So full of life Hoping someday You'll be his wife So proud to say That he's your man Gazing into his eyes Always hand in hand But...oh no! Watch out He's got you now "Shut up and obey" "You stupid cow" Oh God please help Why can't I run I've lost all my friends And my oldest son My family's so close Yet so far away I know they are thinking Why do you stay I cannot leave Where would I go I've got nothing left He is a pro So don't look ahead Don't look back Bite your tongue Avoid the attack The you you once we're Is dead and gone From here on out You will always be wrong It's always your fault You instigate shit You make me this way Can't you just quit Quitting this life Is my secret dream Dive in head first Float down the stream Float away to a place Of serenity and bliss Find you a frog Give it a kiss Kiss one kiss ten Kiss them all if you can Once cut from his leash You might find a good man Someone to love you With all of your flaws Swept off your feet You deserve this because You have suffered Sweet girl You know nothing but pain You think you're unworthy He's twisted your brain You've questioned yourself For long enough You must find the strength To pack up your stuff Gather your children Just hope they forget Do something for them You will never regret.
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