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