the weather outside is cold
the rain is behind my eyes
only a womens softness
yet there is a storm thats sick
there is a place that thing should not go
we should only crave a womens touch
there are sick men
the ones who know not the beauty of a women
the predetor, ripped my skin, im not gay
the force of a badge, we trust the law
how do there wifes sleep next to them at night
the law what a joke, on that thing forced to choke
broken and beat i cry alone
rape! do not tell your friends...the law makes amends.
sick faggots had there way, but i am not gay...
the weather outside is cold, the rain behind my eyes,
there just tears
