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Real Men Don't Hit Women

shes a mother
so she weeps,
worry, cook, clean the house and put all those kids to sleep.
then the father comes home... evil in his eyes, mom is like "what have i done wrong"
angry as ever, instantly blood everywhere,
now the children all awake,
now the children stay awake.
now the children pray for sleep.
us and mom we'll never sleep again,
father comes and goes, we wish he'd find his end
three lives are ruined, and one man is proud.
How is he human, how is he, how?
How are we human, how are we, how?
Just look, are we human, look are we now?
Written by Austin_Rura
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