Run Before Its Too Late

Married By The Law
Separated By His Fist
Domestic Dimensions
Three Months Without The Bliss

Married To His Rays
Of Hatred Insane Beatings
Being His Slave
In Hopes Of Him Your Keeping

Married To His Hateful
Vicious Words Galore
Taking All His Pain
As If It Doesn't Hurt You Anymore

Impregnated By Him
Technically It Was Rape
A Little Son To Be Raised In a House Of Hate
He'll Think Its OK To Hit His Wife In Hate

I Took A Airplane
Never Re-looking Or Rethinking What I've Done
I Would Have Died
If I Never Choose To Run