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HINDENBURG RECORDS - HBD003B
©2017 Randy Rose / Hindenburg Records
℗2017 Hindenburg Records
lyrics
Micky locked in a cage, Uncle with rage
He said, "You're a bad girl"
Now cue the song, so we sing along
And then it happens again
Pick up the phone, dial in the code
And now, misery’s come
Obsessed with your blade
Red serenade
You know it's starting to…
(Chorus)
Try to wash it off
All of his sick moss
Where there’s no place to run, my love
No place to hide, my love
No place to run, my love
So you must cut, my love
Micky, cover your arms from all the harm
You know it's starting to show
Tracks in your arms, your prison bars
You know it all goes to show
That all of the pain can't take away
The impression that’s cut in your brain
Programmed to harm, tethered to scars
You know you can't live this way
(Chorus)
Try to wash it off
All of his sick moss
Where there’s no place to run, my love
No place to hide, my love
No place to run, my love
So you must cut, my love
Micky, all of the pain, regret and shame
It reads red on your arms
All the neglect, it's hard to forget
But a monster, that you are not
Programmed to harm the cult's never far
They want you broken and dead
I know a man, He has a plan
And He loves you, Micky
(Chorus)
He can wash away
All the hurt today
He’s the place to run, my love
He’s the place to hide, my love
He’s the hiding place, my love
He can heal the scars, my love
credits
from
Songs For the Ritually Abused,
released March 24, 2017
Randy Rose: lead vocals, keyboards
Randy Rose, Jr: guitars, bass
Steven Rose: guitars, bass
Ray Rose, Jr: drums
Joe Giddings: all backing vocals, guitars, bass
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