Knife to my neck and I'm afraid to die/
"Shut up bitch..." as I begin to cry/
He's going to rape and the panic sets in/
Rape was a way for his day to begin

You can take it from me/
take it from me/
take it from me/
But you can't take what's in me

He's raping and raping so when will he kill me?/
Wants to know, "Does he fuck like this...?"/
He stops for a moment. Will the stabbing start?/
Praying for death was the memorable part

You can take it from me/
take it from me/
take it from me/
But you can't take what's in me

So, this is the day that I'm going to die/
This is the day that I'm going to die/
This is the day that I'm going to die



-by Gibertoni-