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Raped by Dazee Dizzle

I wrote two songs about rape.  One was titled, “Raped”.

Raped

Could I hide my face

Cover my hair to feel more safe?

Not connect, just disconnect

To avoid that fate not even date

Not have sex

Let all these things hold me back

To not get raped, not get raped

You know what I want

I’m promiscuous

So I get what I deserve

I ask for it

Just off of looks it’s what I’ve earned

And I’ve had so much experience

I can’t have love

And anything I might get

I have to give it up

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my prose come much too late

Cause I can’t want you in the dark

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my clothes be my mistake

Even if I wanted to start

Could I hide my face

Cover my hair to feel more safe?

Not connect, just disconnect

To avoid that fate not even date

Not have sex

Let all these things hold me back

To not get raped, not get raped

And in the day I hide my face

Behind my shades

Expired mace should be replaced

Until then I make my haste

My heels stay in the boxes

Too fresh for all the foxes

That might steal them away

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my prose come much too late

Cause I can’t want you in the dark

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my clothes be my mistake

Even if I wanted to start

Could I hide my face

Cover my hair to feel more safe?

Not connect, just disconnect

To avoid that fate not even date

Not have sex

Let all these things hold me back

To not get raped, not get raped

And I know too many guys

Though I’ve really tried and tried

And I think that when they see my face

They casing what they wanna take

And I know too many guys

Though I’ve really tried and tried

And I think that when they see my face

It’s something that they wanna break

Could I hide my face

Cover my hair to feel more safe?

Not connect, just disconnect

To avoid that fate not even date

Not have sex

Let all these things hold me back

To not get raped, not get raped

So stressed over trash

And half empty bags

That I gotta take when it’s late

Why do you ask?

Well its something that I hate

When I think how I would hold back

Cause rape’s the same as stealing

If in this world I have nowhere to turn

Has there ever been healing?

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my prose come much too late

Cause I can’t want you in the dark

Don’t want my fate to be rape

Let my clothes be my mistake

Even if I wanted to start

Could I hide my face

Cover my hair to feel more safe?

Not connect, just disconnect

To avoid that fate not even date

Not have sex

Let all these things hold me back

To not get raped

Joy Clark is a writer, producer, and publisher. Lexington, KY

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