Dedicated to all the women in abusive relationships. beat produced by All Around Beats. "Everloving."
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Story behind the song
This is for all the women in abusive relationships who are afraid to tell their story. I'm your voice.
Lyrics
He beats and berates her/ continuously rapes her/
Till she’s worn down like the end of an eraser/
Regardless of his ruthless ways/ and the rough he plays/ She tells me that she’s seen better days/
And so she prays, with fresh cuts in her face/
Got me wondering, girl, why do you stay?/
She paints a smile onto her face every day, follows through with the ruse like the script of a play/
It’s almost flawless but I can see right through it/
I confronted her, she said, “I love him, and I’m used to it”/
I told her, girl, that’s not how it’s supposed to be/
But she didn’t listen, took him back and called it loyalty/
She refused to leave, said they were just having issues/
But everywhere I looked, her floor was littered with tissues/
Fresh tear drops slowly soaked into the floorboards /
I held her close till she couldn’t hold back no more/
I let her cry, for the times, he let his fists fly/
She cried for the days that she wished she’d died/
She cried for the life that she now despised/
And she cried for herself for living this lie/
Her eyes began to shine, her face split into a smile/
She embraced me tightly and held on for a while/
And for one brief moment, I knew she was at peace/
She was on top of the world and no longer underneath/
It was time for me to go, so I hugged her goodbye/
She said thank you for never leaving my side/
I gave her one last hug and a kiss goodbye, winked her an eye, then walked straight into the night/
The next day, the news came to me as a shock/
My heart dropped, my lungs popped and the whole world stopped/
She was on the news, her face was battered and bruised/
The Headlines called it a case of abuse/
She was beaten to death, her husband shot in the head/
Another murder suicide case for the feds/
I stood over the casket and closed my eyelids/ then recalled a memory of when we were kids/
We promised each other we’d always be friends and she kept her end of the bargain way up to the end/
As I kissed her cold head, the tears continued to flow/
I Shut my eyes tight as her body was laid low/I promised her soul that I would never let go/
So, I’ma keep tellin her story till the whole world knows/
