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She's been here so many times before
She can't remember
When she last felt anything at all
But this fear and anger
She stares intently at the door,
Listens for his footsteps
She knows exactly what's in store
And the knowing makes it worse
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
So this hell could finally end
When he calls her daddy's little girl,
She doesn't hear him
When he crushes her
She can't feel - her screams are silent
Hides in the corner of her mind
Where she plays contently
She leaves this nightmare far behind
She escapes inside her dreams
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
So this hell could finally end
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
So this hell could finally end
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
Floating high above her bed
Staring at her father's head
Wishing one of them were dead
So this hell could finally end
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