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All hope is put behind her now |
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Bled in an alley like a slaughtered cow |
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The pincers sneer reap what you sow |
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She didn't sign up for rape eight weeks ago |
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Society's wicked attach |
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Reveals the souls of man |
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With hearts as black |
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And where it ends a bleeding wreck |
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Religious fervor and disrespect |
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Handful of men choosing your rights |
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On a dark street devoid of lights |
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If it's your body then it's your choice |
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Another matricide without a voice |
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Laws dictate these violations when church is state |
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The twisted legislation seals every fate |
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Some just choose suicide to hide their shame |
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While in back-alleys most die in pain |
