Violation
How many creepy hands touched me
How do I deal
Not knowing what was done to me
A lesson learned
You can't trust anyone
Chemicals are weapons for the weak
What the hell did you give me
And who the hell are you
Scratches and bite marks will heal
But the damage is done
It's sad that you have to rape to be satisfied
And even though you may have slipped through the corrupt justice system
You are persecuted, trust me
Karma will catch up to you one way or another