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cfiu - restore me كلمات الأغنية

verse 1
flashback to that brothel, working as a guard
broken souls roamed, i was avoiding god
men passed through for girls for 30 minutes
like objects, they bin it, for today they are finished
trapped, compelled to sell their body for s_x [yeah]
judged cause their body, for the poverty flex
10 guys in a row and 11 is next
perplexed, bruise on her eye, a scar on her neck [trust]
hallucinating, drugs, hard breath
the woman who pimps her, controlling her fees
man pays, i clock her facе when he leavеs
the soul bleeds, to no relief
started as a child, abused by a close one
if you asked questions, i’m sure you’ll know one
cuz, no one is worth this disgusting treatment [treatment]
i can see why god gave us jesus
chorus
to the god who casts not a stone [a stone, stone]
condemns not his own
restore me [restore me]
to your glory [to your glory]

jesus will never leave me alone [lone, lone]
in his arms, i’m home
restore me [yeah, yeah]
to your glory

verse 2
she’s calling an advert, she wants to earn double
she needs the cash to escape, all of her trouble
trapped like a net at the casting
she thought this was acting, her hope is casted
to the floor, they implore, her to lay on the floor
and if she don’t, this girl won’t, get paid anymore
s_xually abused, see the money is teasing
vulnerable, like she just stopped t__thing
her body gets used like a toilet
she’s acting on screen, this is far from enjoyment
they using her body for wealth
i call on you lord, the somebody who helps
they confused her, seduced her, that producer
defiling abuse her, i watch on my computer
i’m the loser, taking l’s like i’ve been snookered
bowing to sin will always wreck up your future
chorus [repeated]

verse 3
we the consumer, so they consume her
profit her gain, till she’s dead like a tumour
but she wants this, lies like a rumour
drugs in her veins at hands of a groomer
innocence taken like an expensive jewel
the trauma, forms in her, a pensive tool
of worthlessness, and hurt yes we do
more harm; distracted with the trends of fools
what do blind eyes do, for this hurt and pain?
does your ignorance, establish their worth again?
perhaps if you say that your purse is strained
that your option to act is somehow detained?
my eye so planked, ima love my neighbour
yes that soul, that girl; they rape her, for paper
when good hearts sleep, this evil prospers
it costs her, it will cost us

chorus [repeated]

- cfiu

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