Let me you a story It's called Tough
Once upon a time there was a girl called Dreaded going home after her dad would mistreat her Her mom was just as bad she got mad Was more than glad in lend a hand in him beat her
used to wear the cloth of her religion Sinita used to to God thought He was listening But nothing was ever changing she couldn't see a The between her role became distant
She didn't agree the fundamental religious views of parents as well speaking to her gibbering to her was incoherent She was in the western world Could not understand why she be like all of the western girls
So one day she Walks a shop and purchases a copy of A magazine for female teenagers Ripped up the plastic And started flicking the pages
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred call it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your that's sacred
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it call it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your that's sacred
So engrossed in a new interest Sinita fails to the time Before she knows it is a to nine She shuda been back from an hour ago Now her parents gonna she skived
In the slim hope they won't She hides the copy of bliss in the books her arm And her way back home She opens the door to her mom and dad waiting The expressions on both of face are skafing
she has time to think 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 from the bliss magazine that lands on the
Dad can't control his When he sees that the center page is a boy poster "She's by the Devil", mother shouts Blaming it all on like it was the only explanation
He grabs by her hair, goes down to the basement Hearts raising as if she knows her is about to be taken Look up into his eyes, Look here's we gonna do You've bin possessed by a demon, we gonna him out of you
Sinita cries for help, she her mom pick up a broomstick And her dad take off his But it's no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't So undeterred her mom and dad carry out the
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 that's
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They call it tough love, I call it That's your flesh, your blood sacred
For hours they violently torture their Beating her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the They continue to physically her By now Sinita has a disorder She no longer cares if she lives or
no more tears left to cry She see the evilness in their eyes And thinks the ones who need to be exorcised when the rebellious streak complete it intoxicates Her sudden energy And seen before her aggressive nature
She no matter what they are never gonna break 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 the plot the physical pain Ain't nothing to the heartache And her heart and it rots Once it was filled with so love But now so clogged up with hate it stops beating
She breathing Her body's just a now, her soul's leaving No pain, no more bleeding That's gone blow by blow from a beating
It takes half a dozen blows to the end they finally realize that she is dead That's when the busts open and in come the feds The neighbors must called them When they heard the screaming of
Coming from the Where Sinita's dead body lies on the floor Like out on the pavement It's quite clear to the police that she's a victim Of a case of physical mutilation
Tough love, tough love, I call it Tough love, tough love, I it hatred call it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your that's sacred
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it call it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, blood that's sacred
After being apprehended, parents are asked Why throw her life so brutally ended They it was out of love but only hate breaks Soma so hard that it can be mended
To this day they show no Their idea of parental guidance, would be to always use What makes this tale all the gory Is that this song is on a true story, tough love
Rest in peace, what a fucked up What a fucked up shit, ain't fucked? all fucked, it's all fucked