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I stand alone in the dark I feel glued I can't move
My heart it pounds in my fast as he takes his first step into the room.
My stomach drops
His eager they stare undressing me
I'm so sickly
Am I dead, am I
Oppressive
Paralyzed, gotta wake up from this nightmare

But the not over
It's only begun
As he to arrange me
it all for fun
(I'll you know)
I'm not a you can play
A fucking doll to
His fingers like blades 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 three my eyes and see
The world around me is still a
I wakeup from this dream
What could it be this visions's trying to me
I see it clearly
Feel it try to me

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

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

I'm imprisoned and paralyzed.
I know to you that I just seem like an being
Deep inside I am alive and you are torturing me!

The suffering you've
addicted
Cause you're sick
wicked
Sick and
will heal but I'll still feel it!

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