• I must have done a horrible thing to make Papa angry
    He locked him and me inside my own bedroom
    He shoved me down upon my bed face first
    As I run down the endless pavement of the road
    Away, away from the horror which I call “Papa”
    I stare up at the midnight moon that shines me in comfort

    I buried my head in the sheet as the stinging pain flowed
    Trying to bite away the tears as the belt whirled down
    Onto my backside whip by whip
    As I run down the endless pavement of the road
    Away, away from the horror which I call “Papa”
    I stare up at the midnight moon that shines me in comfort

    He locked me inside my room as the blood trickled onto the floor
    I escape through my window leaving a scarlet trail behind me
    The lake ahead with many shrouded bushes became my sanctuary
    As I run down the endless pavement of the road
    Away, away from the horror which I call “Papa”
    I stare up at the midnight moon that shines me in comfort

    I hid from the world and my Papa
    Ignoring the fact that the scarlet liquid turned dark
    My breathing slowed, my body went from tense to limp
    As I run down the endless pavement of the road
    Away, away from the horror which I call “Papa”
    I stare up at the midnight moon that shines me in comfort