Letter to My Abuser - Light This City
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Letter to My Abuser
歌手：Light This City
所属专辑：Remains of the Gods
发行时间：2000-10-10
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Letter to My Abuser - Light This City 文本歌词
To my nemesis my confidant
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays
And my secrets were being vomited
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed
While I stood empty-handed and exposed
You've abused your power
Angel you have fallen once more from my good graces
I'm sick I've prayed
I've seen healthy men healed by your touch
When I'm the one who needs your love
It's a hypocrite's faith a hypocrite's world
I am not awed by your presents
If they only suit the ones already blessed
Your son lies raped in the dirt that you've made
Are you willing to sacrifice another child
Bloodthirsty liar how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried
Creator you're my destructor
Am I not your daughter
My insides displayed to the world
Are you not my father
My insides displayed to the world
Bloodthirsty liar how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried
To my nemesis my confidant
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays
And my secrets were being vomited
From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed
While I stood empty-handed and exposed
You've abused your power
Angel you have fallen once more from my good graces
I'm sick I've prayed
I've seen healthy men healed by your touch
When I'm the one who needs your love
It's a hypocrite's faith a hypocrite's world
I am not awed by your presents
If they only suit the ones already blessed
Your son lies raped in the dirt that you've made
Are you willing to sacrifice another child
Bloodthirsty liar how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried
Creator you're my destructor
Am I not your daughter
My insides displayed to the world
Are you not my father
My insides displayed to the world
Bloodthirsty liar how am I supposed to trust you
When the knife is in your hand
And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
Thoughts I had buried
To my nemesis my confidant
Do not expect me to make more requests
I have done penance for my sins
You're in debt to me one thousand promises
Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed
I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays
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