This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Mother, please forgive me. I just have to get out all my pain and suffering. Now
that I am done, remember I will always love you. . .
I'm your son.
Little child, looking so pretty. Come out and play, I'll be your Daddy. Innocent
child, looking so sweet. Rape your mind, dear god your flesh I reep
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. I'm not a liar. My
God. Saw you watch. Mommy, why? Your own child.
Little child, looking so pretty. Come out and play, I'll be your Daddy
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. Not a lot. My
God. Saw you watch.
Mommy, why?
It's alright
"I didn't touch you there." Mommy said she didn't care.
"I didn't touch you there." That's why Momma stopped and stared.
Innocent child, looking so sweet. Rape your mind, and now your flesh I reap.
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. As a child. My
God. Saw you watch.
Mommy, why? {Eh heh heh }
I fucking hate you. . . AHHH you Mother Fucker!!!
I Fucking Hate YOU!!
FUCK YOU
You son of a bitch
You fucking ruined my life, I wish you were dead
I'll get you, you mother fucker. . . .
Oh that fucking piece of . . . . . . . .
I HATE YOU ! ! ! ! !
I fucking hate you!
I HATE YOU ! ! ! !
Piece of SHIT
AAAAHHHHH! ! ! ! ! ! eeeeeyyehhh. . . ahhhhh. . .
{desperatly gasping for air}
{Crying. . . . }
{head} laughing
that I am done, remember I will always love you. . .
I'm your son.
Little child, looking so pretty. Come out and play, I'll be your Daddy. Innocent
child, looking so sweet. Rape your mind, dear god your flesh I reep
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. I'm not a liar. My
God. Saw you watch. Mommy, why? Your own child.
Little child, looking so pretty. Come out and play, I'll be your Daddy
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. Not a lot. My
God. Saw you watch.
Mommy, why?
It's alright
"I didn't touch you there." Mommy said she didn't care.
"I didn't touch you there." That's why Momma stopped and stared.
Innocent child, looking so sweet. Rape your mind, and now your flesh I reap.
You raped. I feel dirty. It hurt. As a child. Tied down. "That's a good boy."
And fuck. Your own child. I scream. No-one hears me. It hurt. As a child. My
God. Saw you watch.
Mommy, why? {Eh heh heh }
I fucking hate you. . . AHHH you Mother Fucker!!!
I Fucking Hate YOU!!
FUCK YOU
You son of a bitch
You fucking ruined my life, I wish you were dead
I'll get you, you mother fucker. . . .
Oh that fucking piece of . . . . . . . .
I HATE YOU ! ! ! ! !
I fucking hate you!
I HATE YOU ! ! ! !
Piece of SHIT
AAAAHHHHH! ! ! ! ! ! eeeeeyyehhh. . . ahhhhh. . .
{desperatly gasping for air}
{Crying. . . . }
{head} laughing
Lyrics submitted by me109cito, edited by if ur 555 im 6(sic)6
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