That story cross the threshold
The scenes go back to my mind
He inspires respect
In that town
He's a priest
And she's his wife
Me, a poor girl
Who lives in their house
I clean their home
And warm his bed up
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"Dickhead!
Leave me alone
Don't get my skin dirty
Dickhead!
Let me go
I won't talk to anyone."
I feel hate
When he touches me
Only I'm sixteen...
He's stealing my life
He sits down
Near me
While his wife
Is watching tv
When her glance is far away
He plays with his hand
Under my skirt
Chorus / SOLO
It's my truth
It's my chance
The end of a nightmare
Take a car now
Park it near his home
Two shoots and fire in their house 2xChorus