Success Story - Battery

I am your stepping stone, I am the mistake that made you close your

Eyes, I am your battered wife, I am the regret that turns the bottle

Dry.

Here is a shattered image, no longer dressed up in your lies

Your eyes connect — the guilt will eat you alive.

I am your Sunday

Clothes, six days of sins and lies.

I am your late night at the

Office, I am your daughter’s unheard cries.

Live life like a king:

Abuse, misuse, no one heard a thing and the news and the television

They are telling you «a man has got to do what a man has got to do