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I stand alone in the dark I feel glued cause I can't
My it pounds in my chest fast as he takes his first step into the room.
My stomach deeply
His eager eyes they stare me
I'm nauseous so
Am I dead, am I
caressing
Paralyzed, gotta wake up from this misery

But the not over
It's only begun
As he starts to me
it all for fun
(I'll you know)
I'm not a you can play
A doll to manipulate
His fingers feel like as they run up my thighs
He paints my face, changes my dress, I'm for his night,
but not my eyes.
I'm imprisoned and paralyzed

Count to open my eyes and see
The world around me is still a
I gotta wakeup this dream
What could it be this visions's to tell me
I see it clearly
Feel it try to me

With his touch I feel the burn of a thousand
I try to I try to move but I just can't run
He's playing with me like a porcelain
But there's nothing I can do I just so small
Makeup running down my
From the tears and the sweat I feel so
As he and undresses me I fear I may die
Wake up, up, wake up!

But the nightmare's not
It's only just
As he to arrange me
it all for fun
(I'll you know)
I'm not a you can play
A doll to manipulate
His fingers feel like as they run up my thighs
He my face, changes my dress, I'm ready for his night,
but not my eyes.
I'm stuck imprisoned and

I'm stuck and paralyzed.
I to you that I just seem like an inanimate being
down inside I am alive and you are torturing me!

The suffering you've
You're
Cause head's sick
wicked
Sick and
Scars will heal but I'll still it!

But the not over
only just begun
As he starts to me
it all for fun
(I'll you know)
I'm not a you can play
A fucking doll to
(Please me up)
His fingers feel like blades as run up my thighs
He paints my face, changes my dress, I'm for his night,
but not my eyes.
I'm stuck and paralyzed