Quiet In The Storm
You tried to silence me with a hit I got tired of you and your bullshit abused my mother and I every day yet you want the pain to go away. Using God as a way to control me by speaking up, I'm ready to be free I got tired of the lies you would tell those days when I wasn't doing so well.
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