Rough Hands

It didn't break the skin this time
It wasn't as bad as it could have been
It will bruise over trust me
And try to stay away from him
He's a bad man

He raises us with rough hands
Hold off for a while
I want you to keep your smile

Oh sis, don't worry
I'll protect you
If I don't wake up one of these times...
Forever I will try
But these words could fade while I speak
I feel I can't choose if I survive

Our dad Emily
He acts out violently
He loves us I think...

My blood is spread on the surface of the sink

He raised us with rough hands
Silenced by the rough hands
You're alone with rough hands
You're afraid of rough hands

Sorry I left you
I'm sorry I left you, Emily
Keep the rough hands calm



Credits
Writer(s): Jiles Beaver
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