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letra de innocence - scribe music

12 years old, she had ribbons in her hair
dancin through the world like she ain’t really have a care
bike rides with her friends, jump rope til the end of the day
but when that light comes on she knew
that it was time to go home but tonight was so different
she ain’t seem to walk alone
the evening seemed much darker then the others
all she wanna do is get back safely to her mother
started hearing footsteps from behind her
heart started beating, but her memory would guide her
she knew that there’s a short cut through the park
but everybody knows never go when it’s dark
she ain’t care, young girl real scared
all she thought about was home and the quickest way there
and that’s the night all she knew was gon change
when a man thrice her age, came and ripped out a page

what did you do to my innocence
i thought i was innocent
(what did you do)
what did you do to my innocence
i thought i was innocent
(i thought i was innocent)
what did you do to my innocence
i thought i was innocent
(i thought i was innocent)
what did you do to my innocence
thought i was innocent
what did you do
what did you do

22, 10 years past
you would think it never happened cuz n0body ever asked
working nights for a pimp down the road
all she tryna do is live, you know how the story goes
they ain’t know what’s gone on in the last year
hittin rock bottom sparked a shift in the gears
late night sippin had her trippin in the streets
heavily medicated od’in feelin weak
this is it, i’m done with this shhh…i’m tired of livin life
h-ll drippin from her lips
eyes rolling back, fading out quickly
body going numb but somehow there was shifting
she remembered the words of her neighbour though
kids or these drugs cuz you can’t have both
fight back on and so she fell to her knees
saying god if you real, ima need you to come get me

what did you do to my innocence
(what did you do)
i thought i was innocent
(i thought i was innocent)
what did you do

no writing on the wall, or fireworks going wild
just a still small voice, saying you are my child
little girl was now a lady and she had to make choice
for far too long the pain silenced her voice
but she’s crying out
(i thought i was innocent)
hard to let go, but she still tried to let it out
(what did you do)
flashbacks every now and then
seeking help for herself, promised she ain’t ever given in
she loves god and loves people though she been hurt
and now her story’s freeing women from the dirt
the gutter that often swallows up these good mothers
dedicate this whole song to women hidin under covers
steady praying angels hover, as they shutter
in the homes with abusive lovers, sometimes i wonder
what can i do as a man? cuz i don’t understand how this lady could ever trust again
i got issues
but she got scars way deeper than my sinew
lemme air it out, life ain’t just game for play it out
but there’s a loser and victor, time to wear em out
so i’m binding every doubt inside your head
the enemy goes berserk, every time we come to pray him out
hands folded like hospital bed blankets for the ladies who ain’t make it out
hold my jacket look, let me prophecy
see i can see the king on the throne, fire in his eyes
and it’s no surprise
no more crying no more pain, shawty leave the noose
put down the blade
i ain’t ready to put roses on your grave
i’m tellin you that he saves
don’t matter what you been through
never let a liar tell you what is true
you’re past doesn’t have to be your future
shalom

- scribe music

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