Daddy turn on the lights

daddy where did you go all the monsters are crawling out from under my bed
turn on the light please don't make me scream
in the dark my room comes alive with my nightmares
what is that under the covers coming to get me now

his eyes they glow red full of terror loving lust
with nails sharpened to a point to drag across my flesh
making blood droplets appear at the surface
a smile runs ear to ear laughing as he looks at me "SCREAM"

the words that he speaks make the hairs on my neck stand at attention
the letters float through the air spelling out what he's going to do to me
I can't understand how when he looks at me I can run away can't move
just lie there and let him do it all to me as I watch

how he'd tell me he loved me and whisper in my ear for me to be quiet
every night I'd live out my nightmare when the monster came creeping through my door
pulling the covers down and holding my hands so I wouldn't get in the way
all the things he would do when I was ten now haunt me every time I close my eyes

he would drink starting every night at six
beer after beer in front of the television yelling at me to get him another one
if I didn't do as he told he would do it harder make me yelp
leave bruises that I would have to make excuses for everyday at school
imagine all the looks I would get all the girls whispering "slut"
they didn't know and never guessed the truth

daddy f*cked mom but it didn't get him off like doing me did
mom, sure she knew but she died along time ago
all the beating she got from him the broken arms and bloody cuts
wouldn’t be shy to admit that she was glad he didn't pay as much attention to her anymore
I'm the new toy for his hands for his controlling urges

no one will ever love me I'm used and broken, no one wants me
every morning when I open my eyes I hate god a little more for not letting me die
no where to go no escape till one of us die me or him that’s the only way it will end
in my mind I imagine getting his gun and coming to him at night like he does to me
shoot his dick off listen to him scream then blow his head off

with his blood on my face and soaking into my cloths I would laugh at him
a smile ear to ear telling him he won't be getting any from anyone now
turn to my mother sitting there in shock and hand her the gun and say your choice
to live with what you let him do or die by your own hand and hope to go to heaven
she'd shoot herself and I would be at peace knowing they're both going to hell

I would pick up the phone and call the cops tell them everything that happened
confess and sign my life away to a prison anything is better without them living
they deserved to die
"burn in hell"

lift up the gun to my mouth "BANG"