
How did you feel
when you knocked me down
did your heart feel proud
Did you laugh out loud
as I fell to the ground
Hitting the floor
without a sound
As you trampled my body
in the pale moonlight
Danced with the devil
in the shadows of the night
As I laid in the stench
of your wicked deceit
Cold and broken
lost in defeat
Were you proud of yourself
when your fists hit my flesh
When you strangled me
until I was close to death
Did you feel like a man
when you stole my breath
When my face turned blue
and my strength had left
How does it feel
knowing I'd be dead
From the drug induced madness
flowing through your head
If it wasn't for the one
who rescued me
Who broke down the door
and set me free
How would it feel
to have my blood on your hands
Would you feel real proud
like a big tough man
Instead of the pathetic creature
that you really are
Just a low life coward
who likes to leave scars



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