HE SETS HIS SIGHTS, HE FOLLOWS HIS PREY,
HE WAITS TILL SHE 'S ALONE
THAN HE MAKES HIS MOVE BEATING HER
KNOCKING HER DOWN
AND START FORCING HER TO
KEEPING UP WITH HIS GROOVE
THAN HE RUNS AWAY AS SHE LAYS THERE STILL
WITH HER BLOOD THAT STARTS TO SWAY
AS SHE WISHES SHE WASN'T BORN
WHILE SHE TRYING TO GET UP AS HER BODY SORE
AND HER LIFE IS NOW TORN
AND THE ONLY THING SHE WANTS MORE
IS FOR HIM TO BE FOUND SOMEWHERE DEAD.
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