Songtext zu 'Clean Slate (feat. Levitika)' von Code4

If you could only see the monsters haunting me, I'm frightened like a child. If you could only hear the voice of my fear behind the smile.
She started with a clean slate not from based. A bitty waist, perky breast's and a sweat face. No mean mates, bad traits are staying up for weeks straight. Easy life, chilled nice for her teen days. She seemed great, love life every day. He mind amazed and very wise for her age. No lies ever laid, pride over rides all of the shame of both her parents always fighting in her face. She'd remain strong, didn't try to escape. Music let her mind get away, than reside with the pain. Clear vision, sheer wisdom, only blinded by the day. This deaf wishing her mission is only blinded on her way to becoming a success of cessful, passing her tests, not partying or sex. This task was mastering text. Looked smart, good heart, self bared from the dark. So to see her path, she didn't have to look hard. Her goal was too far. Considered a class freak, but anything she seeked would be in arms reach and she knows this. Only has to stay focused and devoted and that is the one thing she noticed.

If you could only see the monsters haunting me, I'm frightened like a child. If you could only hear the voice of my fear behind the smile.

A few years down the track she's still focused on books, till this man started noticing looks, smart with a pretty face. Unaware about the city stray. She was still in the kiddy faze and got sucked into his hidden maze. He would always take her to the best place to eat, but she was nervous on what the next stage would be. One night he drove her to his house that was dark and private, told her to be quite and things started turning violent. She was struck in silence and he held her down with force. He ignored all the crying, he was very proud to score. Poor little miss didn't think he was like that. They were only meant to go to his house for a night cap. He was too strong, she couldn't fight back. Left with bruises on her neck and both eyes black. Of course she started with the clean slate, but now it's three weeks late and fell pregnant due to this teen rape

If you could only see the monsters haunting me, I'm frightened like a child. If you could only hear the voice of my fear behind the smile.

She started with a clean slate but these days she has t got money to eat. Mummy is weak, sees the feet but doesn't believe nothing's achieved. Leave the kids home alone, hungry alone, haunting a feed. While she's out all hours of the night loosing track of the time, feeling trapped in the lie. Being bashed by a guy from the scrap of their high times to relax, blind to the fact that she's attached to the pipe. Drugs numb the pain, till she's sober and strain. So instead of sleep, she calls her dealer Rover again. The life she chose might implode, family struggle to find the hope for their daughter on this mighty road. Her minds untidy though, thinks of suicide, but will never tie the rope. Apoint a day till her spawn a torn away. Try's to talk reason, pleading, but there's nothing more to say.