Paroles
She was goin' back home
By a dark and cold street
Then a man arrived
And put his knife on her throat
He pushed her on the ground
And he riped off her clothes
His hand on her mouth makes that she cannot makes that she cannot
But she's trying to scream, trying to scream
Yes she's trying to make him out of her
He said, tell me that you love it
He said, tell me that you want more
He said, tell me that I'm better than your man
And I let you breathe
The noise of her head, against the ground
Reverberate all around like a drum kick sound
It makes someone have look, he was trying to see
What was happening there, then he saw;
And he get go scared, he was so scared
That he can't help himself running
And he heard.
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