yo dad

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Each time you hit him hard
I dropped one painful tear
Each time you scream and shout
I want to disappear
Each time you're freaking mad
I want to kick you out
Each time you hit, we bleed.
I shout it all about;
"Oh world, what a disease!
A father to his kids!
A man with zero heart,
A man with his soul dark.
I'm scared of you, dear dad,
Each time I get you mad
You shout, you scream, you beat.
Our wounds are red and deep,
Our blood is red and lost..
Yo dad, hate you the most.
Oh dear world, help me, please;
I'm lost and sick of this.
Help me be safe again
In our dear loving den;
Oh God, please help us there,
We pray to you I swear.
We pray, we hope, we stand,
We fight, we bleed 'till end.
Help me defeat, I yell
Help me get out this hell."

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