Let me you a story called Tough Love
Once a time there was a girl called Sinita Dreaded going home school her dad would mistreat her Her mom was just as bad she got mad Was more glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her
Sinita used to wear the cloth of her Sinita used to to God thought He was listening But nothing was ever changing she couldn't see a The relationship between her role distant
She didn't agree the fundamental religious views of parents Might as well speaking to her gibbering to her was She was living in the world Could not understand why she couldn't be like all of the girls
So one day she into a shop and purchases a copy of A bliss magazine for female Ripped up the plastic And started through the pages
Tough love, tough love, I call it love, tough love, I call it hatred They call it love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, blood that's sacred
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They it tough love, I call it hatred That's flesh, your blood that's sacred
So in a new found interest Sinita to realize the time she knows it is a quarter to nine She shuda been from prayer an hour ago Now her parents gonna she skived
In the hope that they won't She hides the copy of in the books under her arm And her way back home She opens the door to find her mom and dad The on both of their face are skafing
Before she has time to of an excuse Her fathers has his 'round her neck like a noose So tight he chokes her she drops all her on the floor Apart the bliss magazine that lands on the sofa
Dad can't control his When he sees the center page is a boy band poster "She's possessed by the Devil", shouts Blaming it all on Satan like it was the explanation
He grabs Sinita by her hair, down to the basement raising as if she knows her life is about to be taken Look up his eyes, Look here's what we gonna do You've bin by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you
Sinita for help, she sees her mom pick up a broomstick And her dad take off his But it's no use 'cos her brothers and won't listen So her mom and dad carry out the exorcism
Tough love, tough love, I call it Tough love, tough love, I call it They it tough love, I call it hatred your flesh, your blood that's sacred
Tough love, tough love, I call it Tough love, love, I call it hatred They call it love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your blood that's
For hours violently torture their daughter her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the border They continue to hored her By now Sinita has a disorder She no longer cares if she or dies
Absolutely no more tears to cry She see the in their parents eyes And thinks the ones who need to be exorcised That's when the rebellious streak it intoxicates Her energy boost And seen before her aggressive nature
She no matter what they are never gonna break her "Go to hell", at her dad As he to give her another loop of the belt "Go, fuck yourself", she screams at her mom It's gonna spur her on
Now Sinita has the plot the physical pain nothing compared to the heartache And her heart and it rots Once it was with so much love But now so clogged up hate that it stops beating
She stops Her just a caucus now, her soul's leaving No more pain, no more That's gone blow by blow from a beating
It half a dozen more blows to the end Before they finally realize that she is That's when the busts open and in come the feds The neighbors must have called When they the screaming of torment
Coming the basement Where Sinita's dead body lies on the blatant Like roadkill out on the It's quite clear to the police she's been a victim Of a horrific case of physical
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it call it tough love, I call it hatred That's flesh, your blood that's sacred
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it They call it tough love, I call it That's your flesh, your blood sacred
After apprehended, Sinita's parents are asked Why they her life so brutally ended They said it was out of love but hate breaks Soma so hard it can never be mended
To day they show no remorse Their idea of guidance, would be to always use force What makes this tale all the more Is that song is based on a true story, tough love
Rest in peace, a fucked up world a fucked up shit, ain't this fucked? It's all fucked, it's all