I try to write every line with perfection
Scarred to constantly remember the violence
The wounds that you put me through
It never meant the pain to you
Weak one shall continue as weak one
And when it hurts it won't be the last time
Clouded thoughts make it harder to fly
Your p**nographic dream is a lie
This pretty face
Suppose I could oppose the role that you set for me
The object you tried to make of me
But this time I will just close my eyes
Bite my lip and and try not to cry
Point that gun at your own head
k** this male ego dead
Constantly fueled, constantly fed
Watch this beautiful skin turn red
This pretty face
(Destroy)
This pretty face
...
Your constant abuse
Your constant comments
Your constant date rapes
Your constant drive
To destroy
This pretty face