Violent Men Testo

Testo Violent Men

There sits a little girl
And she can not handle
The pain of this world
I wonder when she❝ll move on
And I wonder if she❝ll just run
Leaving family men, violent men
She❝s running from men, running
I didn❝t want to get in a fight
But it❝s already on your roster tonight
I❝m clinging on to your clothes
And to feel your leather and to smell your leather
The feeling of power is yours not mine
I❝ve seen this happen a million times
Why don❝t you stop when you see me cry
Can you carry on with tears in my eyes
Left behind
On the floor
And I really want to stay here
From the sight that I just saw
I didn❝t really see you at all
Because the girl in front of me was myself when I was small
And now she❝s running from men, run, run
I didn❝t want to get in a fight
But it❝s already on your roster tonight
I❝m clinging on to your clothes
Have to feel your leather and to smell your leather
The feeling of power is yours not mine
I❝ve seen this happen a billion times
And all your hands just cheer
When I❝m as white as a sheet with fear
There she lies
And there she will deprive
Herself from being a family man, a violent men
Because a family man, a violent men
She❝s running from men
She is gonna run, run from men
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