Daddy was a dirty lover

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Daddy hated me from the start, said I was a cursed child

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Second born son is bad luck he said, fuck off he said

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Daddy left his family to fuck someone else

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Told me I shouldn’t wear a skirt, not to keep my hair out, not to wear heels, only girls do that he said

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All you could ask me was ‘why’, ‘why’ can’t you be like everyone else, why are you such a faggot, a queer bitch

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I sense your violent eyes, I see how you look at me

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You would have me brutalised and raped on the street by fist and asphalt, so you could say, ‘I told you so’, ‘told you not to be different’. 

 

The world must learn, I will not change for you

 

Daddy was a dirty lover

 

I am a dirty lover

 

I am your enemy, and I will dance

 

I will dance for you, I will dance for you

 

I will dance on your grave, just as I will dance on mine