Once upon a time there was a girl called sinita Dreaded going home after school cos her dad would mistreat her. Her mom was just as bad when she got mad was more than glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her.
Sinita used to wear the cloth of her religion, senita used to pray to god thought he was listening But nuffing was ever changing she cudnt see a difference The relationship between her (role) ? became distant She didnt agree with the fundermental religious views of parents Might as well speaking to her jibberis to her was incoherant She was living in the western world she cudnt understand why she cudnt be like all the western girls So one day she rebels Walks into a shop and perchases a copy of a bliss magazine for female teenagers Ripped up the plastic wrapper and started filcking through the pages.
[x2:] Tough love, tough love i call it hatred Tough love, tough love i call it hatred They call it tough love, i call it hatred Thatz ur flesh your blood thatz sacred
So engrosed in a new found interest Sinita fails to relise the time Before she knows it is a quarter to nine She shuda bin bak from pray an hour ago Now her parents gunna know she skyved In the slim hope that they wont She hides the copy of bliss in the books under her arm and makes her way back home she opens the door to find her mom and dad waiting The expression on both of their face are (skafing?) Before she has time to think of an excuse he fathers has his hand round her neck like a nuse So tight he chokes her she drops all her books on the floor apart from the bliss magazine that lands on the sofa Dad cant control his rage When he sees that the centre page is a boy band posta "shes posessed by the devil" mother shouts Blaming it all on saiten like it was the only explanation He grabs siniter by her hair Goes down to the basement hearts raising as if she knows her life is about to be taken Look up into his eyes Look heres what we gunna do U've bin possessed by a demon N we gunna beat him out of u
Siniter cries for help She sees her mom pick up a broomstick And her dad take off his belt But its no use cos her brothers and sisters wont listen So undetered her mom and dad carry out the exorsism
[x2:] Tough love, tough love i call it hatred Tough love, tough love i call it hatred They call it tough love, i call it hatred Thatz ur flesh your blood thatz sacred
For hours they violently torture their daughter beating her to an ince of her life Until its right on the border They continue to phyiscally (hored)? her By now siniter has a mental disorder She no longer cares if she lives or dies Absolutely no more tears left to cry She see the evilness in their parents eyes N finks they the ones who need to be exorisised Thats when the rebelious streak complete it intoxicates her sudden energy boost and never seen before her agressive nature She decides no matter what they are never gunna break her "go to hell"screams at her dad as he goes to give her another loop of the belt "go fuck your self" she screams at her mom nowing its only gunna spur her on
Now siniter has lost the plot the physical pain aint nuffing compared to the heartache and her heart breaks and it rots. Once it was filled with so much love Now so clogged up with hate that it stops.. beating
She stops breathing Her body's jst a carcus now, her souls leaving. No more pain no more bleeding Thats gone blow by blow from a severe beating It takes half a dozen blows to the head to the end Before they finally relise that she is dead Thatss when the door busts open and in come the feds, the neighbours must have called them when they heard the screaming of torment Coming from the basement where seniters dead body lies on the floor blatent like road kill out on the pavement Its quite clear to the police that shes been a victim of a heriific case of physical mutilation.
[x2:] Tough love, tough love i call it hatred Tough love, tough love i call it hatred They call it tough love, i call it hatred Thatz ur flesh, your blood thatz sacred
After beening aprehended, siniters parents are asked why her life was brutally ended They said it was out of love but only hate breaks somma so hard that it cannot be mended To this day they show no remorse Their idea of parental guidence Would be to always use force What makes this tale all the more gory Is that this song is based on a true story... tough love
Rest in peace what a fucked up world Fucked up shit ...?...aint this fucked Itz all fucked
Compositor: Benjamin Ballance-drew ECAD: Obra #6515931