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Let me tell you a story.
It's called Tough Love.

Once upon a time there was a girl called Sinita.
Dreaded going home after school,
'Cos her dad would mistreat her.
Her mom was just as bad when she got mad.
Was more than glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her.

Sinita used to wear the cloth of her religion.
Sinita used to pray to God thought He was listening.
But nothing was ever changing she couldn't see a difference.
The relationship between her role became distant.

She didn't agree with the fundamental religious views of parents.
Might as well speaking to her gibbering to her was incoherent.
She was living in the western world
Could not understand why she couldn't be like all of the western girls.

So one day she rebels,
Walks into a shop and purchases a copy of
A bliss magazine for female teenagers.
Ripped up the plastic wrapper
And started flicking through the pages.

[2x:]
Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred.
Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred.
They call it tough love, I call it hatred.
That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred.

So engrossed in a new found interest
Sinita fails to realize the time,
Before she knows it is a quarter to nine.
She shuda been back from prayer an hour ago.
Now her parents gonna know she skived

In the slim hope that they won't,
She hides the copy of bliss in the books under her arm,
And makes her way back home.
She opens the door to find her mom and dad waiting.
The expressions on both of their face are skafing.

Before she has time to think of an excuse
Her father's has his hand 'round her neck like a noose.
So tight he chokes her she drops all her books on the floor,
Apart from the bliss magazine that lands on the sofa.

Dad can't control his rage
When he sees that the center page is a boy band poster.
"She's possessed by the Devil", mother shouts,
Blaming it all on Satan like it was the only explanation.

He grabs Sinita by her hair, goes down to the basement.
Hearts raising as if she knows her life is about to be taken.
Look up into his eyes, "Look here's what we gonna do,
You've bin possessed by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you".

Sinita cries for help, she sees her mom pick up a broomstick,
And her dad take off his belt.
But it's no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't listen.
So undeterred her mom and dad carry out the exorcism.

[2x:]
Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred.
Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred.
They call it tough love, I call it hatred.
That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred.

For hours they violently torture their daughter.
Beating her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the border.
They continue to physically hored her.
By now Sinita has a mental disorder.
She no longer cares if she lives or dies.

Absolutely no more tears left to cry.
She see the evilness in their parents eyes
And thinks they the ones who need to be exorcised.
That's when the rebellious streak complete it intoxicates.
Her sudden energy boost
And never seen before her aggressive nature.

She decides no matter what they are never gonna break her.
"Go to hell", screams at her dad
As he goes to give her another loop of the belt.
"Go, fuck yourself", she screams at her mom knowing
It's only gonna spur her on.

Now Sinita has lost the plot the physical pain.
Ain't nothing compared to the heartache.
And her heart breaks and it rots.
Once it was filled with so much love,
But now so clogged up with hate that it stops beating.

She stops breathing.
Her body's just a caucus now, her soul's leaving.
No more pain, no more bleeding.
That's gone blow by blow from a severe beating.

It takes half a dozen more blows to the end,

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