FREE AT LAST

FREE AT LAST

SHE CRYS IN THE DARK
SO NO ONE WILL KNOW
WEARS LONG SLEEVES AND SCARFS
SO THE BRUSES WON'T SHOW

DAD SAYS, YOU BE A GOOD GIRL
CAUSE NOBODY CARES
AND TELL GRANDMA
YOU FELL DOWN THE STAIRS

IT'S LIFES LITTLE SECRET
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE
SOME OF GODS LITTLE CHILDREN
HAVE TO DIE TO BE FREE

SHE'S AFRAID TO TELL ANYONE
IT'S HER DADS COLD STARE
BESIDES HE ALREADY TOLD HER
THAT NO ONE WOULD CARE

SO SHE KEEPS ON DOING
WHAT HER DAD SAYS TO DO
AND NEVER TELLING ANYONE
WHAT HER DAD HAS PUT HER THRU

UNTIL FINNALY ONE NIGHT
WITHOUT EVEN WEEPING
SHE PUTS A GUN TO HIS HEAD
WHILE HE'S IN BED SLEEPING

ALBERT

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