Violent hands. Come at midnight. Hold me down. I can't make a sound. In their arms. Still unwanted. Crave the child. Be forever wiled. Stranger, danger.
The streets are empty, inside it's warm. His hands are shaking, they locked the door. A voice is calling asking to get in. . All he wanted was a toy. All he needed was a gentle heart.
the streets are empty. Inside it's warm. His hands are shaking. They locked the door. . A voice is calling. Asking to get in. . All he wanted was a toy.