Why are you hiding
People hurt me
Which people would hurt an innocent child
People I trust
She stroked my hair
Giant mother protector
She fed me warm milk from her breast
She hit me she whipped me
Was she a monster
How can I know who I can trust
Why are you crying
People hurt me
Which people would hurt a little child
People I trust
He seemed such a nice man
Smiling and gentle
At five years old I thought I'd found a friend
He asked me to touch him
Give him hard pleasure
How could I know the damage done
Why are you hiding
People hurt me
Which people would hurt an infant child
People I trust
Stop crying or I'll give you something to cry for
The giant prowls my hidden world
In public places
My public face is silent
Never showing what it should
Please don't hit me
I will be good
Please don't hit me
I will be good
Please don't hit me
I will be good
Please don't hit me any more
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
Ah don't hit me
I will be good