Abusive situations, bitter hatred, but I never try to face it cuz I make it the best I can
Rules of survival
Your life's on trial
Survivals vital
And I can't get out of this house
The more I try it, the more I try it
I try to buy it
Cuz freedom ain't free, even for me
Can't you see, all this abuse
The tricks I use, I save my little sister before my mom hits her
Mr cop Mr cop mr get my mom
Before she hits her
Too bad the cop was just a dream when I was asleep
Too bad our mom was crazy, you were just a baby
She was lazy
When I get hit too hard sometimes my vision goes hazy
These are lyrics to a song I wrote a long time ago, for a school project I had to do for alot of points. Please tell me what you think.
