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GET OUT

For mommy and daddy...

Get the FUCK OUT OF HERE.
This is my mind, not yours.
This is not a haven
For bandits, crooks, and whores.

So piss off, you vagrants
Get out of my damn mind
You can't control this part
This piece is simply... MINE.

You call them "family"
I only call them "theives"
I call them what they are
For what they stole from me

They took hopes, wishes, drive
They stole normality
They broke into my mind...
They bagged up all my dreams...

They wore convincing masks
That read "Love" "Mom", and "Dad"
Those titles, that was all
That's all they had to have

Well, I won't buy it now
So go get fucking lost
Help yourself find the door
Or out the door be tossed

Didn't you notice this?
The blood upon the walls?
My murdered little dreams?
All swinging from the halls?

You're in my nightmare now
Floors varnished in shame
Don't mind the puddles here:
The rafters drip with pain

Step right up now and play
Slap me, Call me "BARKER!"
Choose lighting for this game
We've only "dark" and "darker"

You wanted in so bad...
Into my mind to RAPE.
Tricked you fucking crooks:
There's nothing left to take.

Ashley

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