It all begun when I saw my dad hit my mum
Through a key hole I’d look
To see my mum’s life being took, you see
Sometime I’d have to run
He’d take his belt off and say you’re next son
Can’t quite describe the fear
Whenever that man is near
Sometimes he’d say go to your room
Get half way through then
Boom, boom, boom then smack, smack,
Boom
The best would crack her near the eye
It’s this man, I pure despise
The neighbours say they can hear her cries
Tear drops dripping from her eyes
Me on my own I sit i...
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