• I lay here in the corner watching my life go by
    You struck me too many times
    I can smell the blood running down my head
    And watch it drip into my hands of lead
    Your screaming words still pierce my ears
    And i remember that I have taken this beating for years
    My crying didn't stop you
    And nobody believed me
    Why'd you have to kill my mommy?
    You made me angry
    If you die, it'll be my fault
    That isn't out of accusation either
    I swear on my last breath, some how or another
    I will kill you
    You want to feel what it's like to be bashed in the head with a bat?
    Well you're getting twice as worse.
    Ready.
    Set.
    Die.