He was five years young When his parents split His father gave him love Scotty was beat to shit Daddy fooled him daily Saying "Love comes with the pain" He thrashed him with a belt His daddy shipped his tender skin
It's no wonder we're mad It's no wonder we're cold
Locked in a closet He was starved in the dark Scotty won't be out to play He died yesterday Another missing child The child is forgotten Scotty lies buried In a shallow grave in his backyardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
