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Where do I start You were the one Who held me in place Like the anchor of a boat Drifting to the bottom of the sea And where did you start The lips that were shut That had no choice but to open As you forced your tounge Down the path that wish it could scream I wish that was the only thing But you had listened to a voice That had told you to keep going To teach me that a womans body Can be used in a way that most intended That most men will come into my life And teach me that I was useless If I could not use my body In a way that they needed I was the anchor Feeling so heavy In the middle of the ocean And you went down Like a sinking ship