He was a twelve years old little boy, a child with many fears
He have a mother that he never been seen, she died cos of disease
Father always went anger on son with no mercy or excuse
One day he give him a magic pill and child has been abused

His eyes was blinded away
Suffer violence everyday
His mind was guided away so low
And he know no escape

Wake up with anger and the pain inside, he has created simple plan
Walk to the kitchen then he pick a knife in innocent little hands
Go upstairs knoks at fathers big door with a plan he have in mind
He open up then get stabbed right in heart, fallin' down and the boy is smiled

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