- cifra
There is something in her eyes,
And I think it's fear
Why don't you tell me little girl,
Why are you so afraid
Last night my father
Came to my room alone,
He was stark naked
Very quiet closed the door,
And it was not dream
I still feel his hands
On my trembling body
Come to me girl
I hold you now
You can really trust me,
You will never cry again
'Cause you've got your faith,
Put hands together
Start talking to your God,
He will be listening
'Cause His mercy is so big,
And your fucking dad
Gonna die in hell,
Gonna pay for all his sins
