Let me you a story It's called Love
upon a time there was a girl called Sinita Dreaded home after school 'Cos her dad mistreat her Her mom was as bad when she got mad Was more than in lend a hand in helping him beat her
Sinita used to wear the of her religion Sinita used to pray to God He was listening But was ever changing she couldn't see a difference The between her role became distant
She didn't agree with the religious views of parents Might as well speaking to her gibbering to her was She was living in the western Could not understand why she couldn't be like all of the western
So one day she Walks a shop and purchases a copy of A magazine for female teenagers up the plastic wrapper And started flicking through the
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred Tough love, tough love, I call it call it tough love, I call it hatred That's flesh, your blood that's sacred
love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, love, I call it hatred They call it tough love, I call it your flesh, your blood that's sacred
So engrossed in a new found fails to realize the time Before she it is a quarter to nine She been back from prayer an hour ago Now her parents gonna know she
In the slim hope they won't She hides the of bliss in the books under her arm And her way back home She opens the to find her mom and dad waiting The expressions on both of their are skafing
Before she has time to think of an Her fathers has his hand her neck like a noose So tight he chokes her she drops all her on the floor Apart from the bliss magazine lands on the sofa
Dad can't his rage When he that the center page is a boy band poster "She's possessed by the Devil", mother Blaming it all on like it was the only explanation
He Sinita by her hair, goes down to the basement raising as if she knows her life is about to be taken Look up into his eyes, Look what we gonna do You've bin by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you
Sinita cries for help, she sees her mom up a broomstick And her dad off his belt But no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't listen So undeterred her mom and dad out the exorcism
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred love, tough love, I call it hatred They call it love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, your blood sacred
Tough love, tough love, I call it Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They call it love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, blood that's sacred
For hours they violently torture their her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the border They continue to physically her By now Sinita has a disorder She no cares if she lives or dies
no more tears left to cry She see the evilness in parents eyes And thinks the ones who need to be exorcised That's when the rebellious streak it intoxicates Her sudden boost And never seen her aggressive nature
She decides no what they are never gonna break her "Go to hell", at her dad As he goes to give her another loop of the "Go, yourself", she screams at her mom knowing It's only gonna her on
Now Sinita has lost the plot the pain Ain't nothing compared to the And her heart breaks and it Once it was filled so much love But now so clogged up with that it stops beating
She breathing Her body's a caucus now, her soul's leaving No more pain, no more That's gone blow by from a severe beating
It takes half a more blows to the end Before they finally realize she is dead when the door busts open and in come the feds The neighbors must have called When heard the screaming of torment
Coming from the Where dead body lies on the floor blatant Like roadkill out on the It's quite clear to the police that she's been a Of a case of physical mutilation
Tough love, tough love, I it hatred love, tough love, I call it hatred They call it tough love, I it hatred That's flesh, your blood that's sacred
Tough love, love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love, I it hatred They it tough love, I call it hatred That's your flesh, blood that's sacred
After being apprehended, Sinita's are asked Why throw her life so brutally ended They it was out of love but only hate breaks Soma so hard that it can be mended
To this day show no remorse Their of parental guidance, would be to always use force What makes tale all the more gory Is this song is based on a true story, tough love
Rest in peace, a fucked up world What a fucked up shit, ain't fucked? It's all fucked, it's all