Testo Abused

A little boy on the playground is fighting with his tearsDiscouraged to play with other kids ´cause his mind is full of fearsIt was one night in the bathroomAnd his voice reflected by the wallsThe only widness was a mirrorBut where were the lawsEvery day he stood the abuseThere´s no way outPrayin´ to devil with only six yearThere´s no way outIn front of this house he stands now and the dampness in his eyesHe never want to go in this house again rather he want to dieIt was one night in the bathroomAnd his voice reflected by the wallsTh eonly widness was a mirrorBut where were the lawsEvery day he stood the abuseThere´s no way outPrayin´ to devil with only six yearThere´s no way outTwenty-three years later on the same place againA memory of a destiny wich no one can understandIt was one night in the bathroomAnd his voice reflected by the wallsThe only widness was a mirrorBut where were the lawsEvery day he stood the abuseThere´s no way outPrayin´ to devil with only six yearThere´s no way outThere´s no way outThere´s no way outThere´s no way out