Texty: Blindside. R.I.P.. Violate.

Why are you doing this to me? Have I done something wrong?
My childhood eyes can't see. Innocence! It was born in me,
stripped of my clothes, you ignored my plea. Violate!
One who was, so very close, wasn't it enough, no! You had to
boast, of your sick perverse fantasies, you've had your share,
now leave me be. Violate! You found me, you touched me
you raped me, you left me, you hurt me, you hurt me, explored me,
destroyed me. You've played with my head you're playing with my
heart, ran inside my dreams you tore them all apart. Just another
freak for your perverse circus, no more tricks. I don't deserve this.
Violate!