Violent Memories

Nuthin in my mind but violent memories Oh shit how can it be Preminitions of me shootin heroine in my vain Call me insane Never knw what i did could be labeled As horror bitch suck my dick Memories did come to haunt my ass Like that time i slit my wrists with glass Blood scattered along the basement floor Drag my limp ass body to the door What the fuck i hear my little sister screamin Oh no where do i go Bloods pourin out my wrist like a faucet Losin my shit hopin ima make it Violent memories i see the pain in red Violent memories of dreams inside my head So was she a bad girl or was she not Daddy didn't stop couldn't stop and wouldn't stop Every night daddy search sara's bedroom Touching private parts came from the mommys womb Please she cries it hurts to look at the core Of these acts of violence sexual and more And in the morning sara washes till she bleeds Screamin mommy it really hurts from daddys deeds Sara's off to school a smiley face but dark inside Sara takes a wrong turn down Otto Drive Sees her friend Mary G she knows her pain She looks deep into her eyes she sees the shame Reaches into her bag and gets the gun Gives Mary G a hug for comin through for once Sara back to the house about 9 in the morning And sees mommy and daddy doing dirty deeds And the enters the room sara goes into Surprise daddy pulls out his gun and shot terror rise Violent memories death i see the pain in red Violent memories the dreams inside my head Wait for the being and what she thought was right The mother fucker comes home drunk every night Set trippin about what he had to do What he want from you and how hes gonna get it too Slap here smack there an ass kickin mono He tried to cut her throat with a broken bottle Call the cops what did they do bull shit They turned around cus theyre throat really was a slit Packin along with her own hands pullin on a 44 She left his ass dead on the floor And now shes locked up visions down memory lane And then she takes a bath and she bled insane Violent memories i see the pain in red Violent memories the thoughts inside my head