Let me tell you a It's called Tough
Once upon a there was a girl called Sinita going home after school 'Cos her dad mistreat her Her mom was as bad when she got mad Was than glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her
Sinita to wear the cloth of her religion Sinita used to pray to God thought He was But nothing was changing she couldn't see a difference The relationship between her role became
She didn't agree the fundamental religious views of parents Might as speaking to her gibbering to her was incoherent She was living in the world Could not understand why she couldn't be all of the western girls
So one day she Walks a shop and purchases a copy of A bliss magazine for teenagers Ripped up the wrapper And started flicking the pages
Tough love, love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They call it tough love, I call it your flesh, your blood that's sacred
Tough love, love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They call it tough love, I call it That's your flesh, blood that's sacred
So in a new found interest fails to realize the time Before she knows it is a to nine She shuda been back from prayer an ago Now her parents know she skived
In the hope that they won't She hides the of bliss in the books under her arm And her way back home She opens the door to find her mom and dad The expressions on both of face are skafing
she has time to think of an excuse Her fathers has his hand 'round her like a noose So tight he chokes her she drops all her books on the Apart from the bliss that lands on the sofa
Dad control his rage When he sees that the center is a boy band poster "She's possessed by the Devil", shouts Blaming it all on like it was the only explanation
He grabs Sinita by her hair, down to the basement Hearts raising as if she knows her is about to be taken Look up into his eyes, Look here's what we do You've bin by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you
Sinita cries for help, she sees her mom pick up a And her dad take off his But no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't listen So undeterred her mom and dad carry out the
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They call it tough love, I call it That's flesh, your blood that's sacred
Tough love, tough love, I call it Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your that's sacred
For hours they violently torture their Beating her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the They to physically hored her By now has a mental disorder She no longer cares if she or dies
Absolutely no tears left to cry She see the evilness in their eyes And they the ones who need to be exorcised That's the rebellious streak complete it intoxicates Her energy boost And seen before her aggressive nature
She decides no matter what they are never gonna her "Go to hell", at her dad As he goes to her another loop of the belt "Go, yourself", she screams at her mom knowing It's only spur her on
Now Sinita has lost the plot the pain Ain't nothing compared to the And her breaks and it rots Once it was filled with so much But now so clogged up with hate that it stops
She stops Her body's a caucus now, her soul's leaving No pain, no more bleeding That's gone blow by blow from a severe
It half a dozen more blows to the end Before finally realize that she is dead That's when the door busts open and in the feds The must have called them When heard the screaming of torment
Coming from the Where Sinita's dead lies on the floor blatant Like roadkill out on the It's clear to the police that she's been a victim Of a case of physical mutilation
Tough love, love, I call it hatred Tough love, love, I call it hatred They 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 love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your that's sacred
being apprehended, Sinita's parents are asked Why throw her life so brutally ended They said it was out of but only hate breaks Soma so hard that it can never be
To this day they show no Their idea of guidance, would be to always use force What this tale all the more gory Is that song is based on a true story, tough love
in peace, what a fucked up world What a fucked up shit, ain't this It's all fucked, it's all