Aftos pou ktypa se Nychta
What makes you a better man
in this world of doubt
you speak fabricated truths
not letting them know the real you
how do you feel
when you hold her down?
Do you tell yourself lies
like your a bigger man now
don't let your lust be bigger than you
don't let your memories of him
distort you
as you try to be a better man
once again his rage breaks through
with the tic of the clock
you see in your sight
that you became the beater at night
the fear you once feared
is now the truth
that your father is within you.
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