Touch Me

They were a rich family
Wealthy
Living in a big house
Mother, father & daughters
Three of them
One was the wicked one

In the midnight hour
When everybody
Was sleeping tight
She was wide awake and
Thinking
Some really nasty plans

Slowly walking through the
Hallway
Up to mom and daddy's room
Then she went straight to the
Wardrobe
And pulled out daddy's gun

You would not believe me if
I told you
What that was all about
Every night and day I
Wish that
I would not know about

Neighbors heard a gun being
Fired
Screams and the police lights
The report mentioned
Details of a young infant suicide



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce P. Wilson, Darryl Brown, Amel E. Larrieux, Starley Marie Hope, Hector Javier Medel Jr.
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