The blood on your face is not evidence enough Not a proof that you're not safe Scars and bruises, praxis in your life You'll be hunted every single day
17 years you could bear But one minute of abuse is too much Responsibility thrown around like hot iron Just because they would not relate
No one will save you No one will care There's no shelter No place to turn
You slipped so easily through the system Only because we didn't stop and listen Your case is as old as the human race It sickens me to see that fear in your face
No one will save you No one will care There's no shelter No place to turn
The blood on your face is not evidence enough Not a proof that you are not safe Scars and bruises, it's praxis in your life You'll be hunted every single dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
