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Lyrics:
You are a victim of a predator and this time he'll get his due The pressure it swelled in my head, there was nothing I could do I was just as much a prisoner as another would be too
And the truth is what we've told you Don't answer, don't speak until we've spoke Keep your neck under the yoke
I knew then what I had done but the end I couldn't change It left a hole in me as black as night, just a pawn in their charade And the last thing I wanted to do was have to meet him face to face So much easier to walk away, try to forget I'd become what I hate
Dillinger Four J. Harris
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