She grabs me, takes me to the bed once more I? m just a baby, but she? s done it all before Taken advantage of an [incomprehensible] year old, raped his innocence And what for? Power Well, I hope you got your score Well, I hope you got your score You ruined me, my physical communication To other beings My overall sense of feeling I wish I could cut your memories from my brain They haunt me, isolating me, infecting me with fear A fear of a touch and fear of women Didn't you think that you would turn me Into a man that? s afraid of a touch? It? s just skin against skin But it freezes me from within, from within This English burdened tongue Cannot express how plagued I feel The slightest touch brings me Back to her lust, to her lust To her perverseness Dear God, take this away Dear God, take this away