i Dialled the numbers nine nine nine, i need the police to report a crime.
i Cant press the call button on the phone, ive dropped it like a brick - its bounced like a stone.
i Dont want to report it and make it all real, i want no one to know just how i feel.
i Dont feel clean i feel like dirt, it wasnt just me that these men hurt.
i Dont feel nice i feel so cheap, if only people knew - that girl fell down a slope so steep.
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