I also had a home once upon a time
And dear parents
One day my father was drunk
Picked up the ax and walked towards my mother
Dad, oh dad, he cut me down a lot
Red blood stained the wall
Mom's head, roll under the bed
Her eyes are still looking at me
Dad. Mom. Why. Why
Then dad asked me to help him
We buried mom under the tree
Then daddy raised his axe
Peel off my skin and make a doll
Buried under the tree with mother
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