Initiation

You've seen a face that can remain unfazed
While being put in her place
She must be custom made for you
What can she do
From a young age was made to feel ashamed
Of many dreams she dreamed
And so she gave away the view
I'm made for you

Everytime you yell when you point and shout
Everytime you tell me what it's all about
I get deja vu to a youth lived through the eyes of another
When you live in fear long enough you hear subtle warning signs coming through loud and clear
So you disappear in the well-worn gears of a life undercover

I've been abused so I'm used to it
Used to just takin it
'Stead of breaking down I just get nondescript and to avoid conflict
I don't react I don't talk back no matter what the cue
Avert my eyes and muffle sighs
Just visualize you're through
I was made for you

She says okay 'bout 50 times a day
Guess that's the price you pay
If you want to maintain the peace
She's well policed

Then walks on eggs
As every morsel begs
And finds herself with dregs
This is a famine not a feast
To say the least

Everytime you jeer when you laugh out loud
When you tell me you are anything but proud
I can hear the sound of the cheering crowd
Hound you on for another
When you land that punch with a sickening crunch
And a hush settles over the peanut munchers
Seeing you flush as you feel the rush of a thug unrecovered

I've been accused so I'm used to it
Used to just fakin it
'Stead of flipping out I just look drab and whipped and just get on with it
I don't respond I can't come on no matter what you do
Desensitized, I muffle cries
Just visualize you're through
I was made for you

We've turned a page
At least that's what you say
We're gonna make our way
Out of this crazy maze we drew
She's sorry too
Things gotta change
I'll let you out your cage
We can escape our fates
And pave a different avenue
This time it's true

Then you slam that boot
With a grand salute
And the pain blooms brighter than a hoop de do
I recall the brute force that called galoot
Haulin off for another

It's a real meet cute
When you point to shoot
Fool brooding down the barrel of the bullet chute
Got no therapeutic effect can mute it
Or run duck and cover

I've been amused so I'm used to it
Used to gettin over it
Part of giving up is when you're giving in
And to forgive again
I don't fight back I can't relax
No matter what is said
Just close my eyes and hold my sides
And visualize you're dead
I was made for this
I was made for this