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CULT CLASSIC

Sep 12

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Did you ever hear about that girl who was really bad at hide and seek

She always followed her leader blindly 

Did you ever hear about that girl whose clothes were so white

She knew all about brainwashing

Did you ever hear about that girl who was in a cult standing in front of you today

She’s a survivor

I skipped a class and swallowed some glass

Troubled teen industry found its next victim in me 

My options were psych ward or get on the plane 

They had decided that I wasn’t sane 

I arrived a day later

They told me Jesus would be my savior 

I was given a bible and a buddy

A list of rules I was instructed to study

Either you would obey or with punishments you would pay

If you dined in white better not put up a fight 

If you dined in red well you probably want me dead 

As dead as the graves I had uncover 

All I wanted to do was talk to my mother 

When I spoke to her they wrote down every word 

They underlined my cage for I am a trapped bird 

My body still aches from all of their chores

Shoveling cow crap or polishing doors 

Don’t go hoping for a break, there's none to take

Approaching the nurse was a dangerous mission

It didn’t  matter if you were in critical condition 

Told your injuries were fake as you beg and plead 

He was 13 as the stab wound continued to bleed

Waking up at the crack of dawn 

Wondering if another girl would be gone 

You were welcome to leave at any time 

They would even open the gate, no need to climb 

But if you chose to go you were on your own

No money, no shoes, no passport, no phone

Darkness lingered outside that wire 

You may be up for sale to the highest buyer 

I didn’t think I could be more broken 

Now I'm dying on the floor with my wounds all open 

See this kind of fear is more than the monster under my bed 

They cut me to pieces and invaded my head

After a while I entered a lovely stage of denial

Auto pilot allowed me to survive

Without it I don’t know if I would be alive 

Just go through the motions, just get through the day

Just smile and nod, just say you’re okay

I became whoever I needed to be 

I gave up on reality, I gave up on being free

They called me Ms. black book, I wrote up my friends

I was so blinded by a lightless lens 

This place still continues to run 

The worst part is that they think they won

So many victims, so many so young

I can’t utter the name or they will cut off my tongue 

A teenage girl is currently being sued 

My stomach remembers when they decreased our food

I am a chameleon blended into pain 

Don't look up, stay in your lane

Don't show emotion, don't mistake a noise 

You're not a child anymore, don't play with your toys

They called me weak and pathetic, said I was beyond help

I won’t be leaving a 5 star review on yelp 

PTSD calls me to every attack by every flashback 

Sometimes I don’t even know where I am 

Please don’t call this a treatment program 

The worship rings in my ear, a blaring alarm

I didn’t know someone could cause this much harm 

I’m sick and I'm tired of being tortured and abused 

Mind, body and soul all permanently bruised I feel for those still stuck in this hell 

They stripped us to nothing, a carcass, a shell

Did you ever hear about that girl who escaped a cult 

Well now I hope you understand the result 




 








 















 



 


 






Sep 12

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