She’s a part of a group that meets in the night,
She’s a half of a person feeling fear in every sight.
She’s abandoned and alone, her other half having died.
She’s only half a person, half an image, half a life.
Sally saw the end before her life even began.
A victim to her family, she would never understand.
One fight, two fights, twisting all their lies.
She learns not to speak, how to silence all her cries.
Her voice is not the only thing suppressed by all this noise.
Her mind becomes distorted as she absorbs it all with poise.
Kick her, kick her, shove her to the ground.
Make her feel like she’s a burden,
Make her tremble at your sound.
Be a man, be a man, pound her with your scary words.
But remember she’s a warrior and you’re a punk ass jerk.
You can bury her and laugh at her and feel your rising thrill.
But don’t forget that while you scratch
Warriors can kill.
She’s lives her life despite your crimes,
She holds her head up high,
You try to manipulate her but she’ll hunt you till you die.
Her name is victory and your name is alibi.
You should have run away before she was strong again,
Not a victim or survivor, just a warrior of men.
Kick her, kick her, shove her to the ground.
Make her feel like she’s a burden,
Make her tremble at your sound.
Be a man, be a man, pound her with your scary words,
But remember she’s a warrior and you’re a punk ass jerk.
You can bury her and laugh at her and feel your rising thrill,
But don’t forget that while you scratch,
Warriors can kill.
Sally is a fighter,
Her opponents have no chance,
Shes had to learn how to survive alone, and live life in a trance.
Her story isn’t over, though it only just began.
You can kick a girl like Sally, but she’s bound to take you down.
