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    Been Afraid (P.O.S.)

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    • Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/
      With a maglight right beneath her pillow/ 
      And though shes never been a boxer by choice/
      Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/ 
      Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
      Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
      Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
      And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/ 
      Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
      But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/ 
      But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
      Plus he dont wanna go home either/
      Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
      Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/
      Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
      Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/ 
      Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
      Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
      Somethin or/ something that he read/ 
      Caught her right beneath the armor/ 
      Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
      Aint no way he could harm her/

      Chorus x2
      When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
      Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ 
      Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/

      Shes in the weather the whole storm/
      Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
      Quick out the door no note no forlorn/
      Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/ 
      But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
      How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
      But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
      With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
      And boy similar/ noise minimal/ 
      Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
      Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
      Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/ 
      And sorta scared they could lose this/ 
      Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/ 
      But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/ 
      Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
      And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
      Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/ 
      She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
      This is the first time she ever felt touched/
      That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
      That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/ 
      Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/ 
      Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
      Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/ 
      And she know that/ and she know that/
      And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/ 
      He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
      Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/
      And even if its like the deck has been stacked/ 
      Its not an act hes really loving her back/
      Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/ 
      She says that with her grown up voice/
      Im yours now/ just like a child/ 
      Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ 
      I love you/ they say that with they lips/ 
      never raise your hand/ 
      He says that with her grown up voice/
      Im yours now/ just like a child/ 
      Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/ 
      I love you/ they say that with they lips/ 

      When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
      Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/ 
      Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone

    • Song Title Been Afraid
    • Band Name P.O.S.
    • Album Title Never Better
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