8:24 pm
February 16, 2018
The little match girl
-Song by Iris the Withered
(disclaimer, this is a true story, so if this seems emo as fuck, that's why, I'm just trying to convey what I've done and what happened to me)
Intro:
(audio recording): “Most terribly cold it was” (cutting out) “and was nearly quite dark” (cutting out) “in the cold darkness there went along the street a poor little girl” (cutting out) “she carried a quantity of matches” (cuts out) “nobody had bought anything of her”
(sound cuts out) (match lighting sound effect)
First verse:
Let me tell you all a tragedy of foolishness and pain
Of a girl of the night who had gone insane
Starting getting fucked so she could feel she was alive
But only left colder and hateful inside
A rape at age 6 left her looking through a broken eye
So she found no reason not to sell her body to the night
Fun at first, if not a little bit painful
Some asshole choked me out, but that’s what I got paid for
first time I felt alive, yet still so hateful
Soon I was workin overtime just to get paid more
Started comin home late, and making up excuses
Got more and more reckless, starting bringing home juices
High or drunk every night, but I hide the scent
“I don’t need help, I’m nice and innocent”
Chorus:
Little match girl
I never thought I’d see you die
I’m really sorry, I thought you were doing just fine
Little match girl
The world has left you just to freeze
Little match girl
You smiled dying on your knees
Second verse:
Second months up and I’m drunk as fuck
Filling my cup so I can give good suck
Lost all respect for body if I ever had any
Now I’d do anything they wanted for a goddamn penny
Or so I thought
It’s what I told myself a lot
Yet sometimes I still got heated up
Some fatass held me at gunpoint and raped me in his car
Left me on the sidewalk with some brand-new scars
I started buying up lighters and matches
And storing em all inside my jacket
Burning myself to get away from the cold
The cold of the numb that had tugged at my soul
This was how I thought I’d make through life’s cruel hold
But all that happened was the rest of my heart was sold
My friends are getting crazy
They wanna pick a fight
Imaginary voices they be
But that’s the place I got my light
They say I should murder
Kill everybody that I’ve fucked
That way then I could maybe,
leave it all behind and live untouched
they don’t stop the shouting
I guess I’ll give it just a try
On my later outings
If they go too far they will die
Chorus:
Little match girl
I never thought I’d see you die
I’m really sorry, I thought you were doing just fine
Little match girl
The world has left you just to freeze
Little match girl
You smiled dying on your knees
Third verse:
It’s 9 in the morning
I’m leaving a bit early now
Met up at a party
And I can’t help but wonder how
Somebody as hot as him would need to pay a bitch to plow
We walk past all his buddies
They drunk as fuck and getting down
And they’re so fucking wasted, they dropping liquor on the ground
He leads me to a room alone with straps and chains and gags and whips
Nothing that I can’t enjoy so I sit down and wait for it
He ties a blind around me, not sure if I can handle this
Before I go to say something, I’m gaged and I can’t move an inch
I start to fucking struggle, but that’s just what he wants
I hear the fucking door open, and then I hear it more than once
I’m starting to panic
This isn’t what they called me for
And now I fucking regret ever becoming a little whore
I can hear em laughing and shouting even more
I felt as if I should be callused from the pain before
But I wasn’t prepared for what was in store
I feel the penetration
Deep inside of me
As they began to rape me violently
After a while I try to suffer silently
don’t wanna play their game
I couldn’t stand the shame
But that was a mistake because it just pissed them off
I felt a cold fist, smash into me like a rock
So I begged for them to stop
My life would could end right there if they hit hard enough
16 years old is a shit age to be going round screwing
Cause If the cops knew of what I was doing
I wouldn’t have a life for the future to be viewing
So I had to keep screaming
So they didn’t keep beating
I’m already bleeding
from my skin and from my heart
god tell me I’m dreaming
or let death do us part
Chorus:
Little match girl
I never thought I’d see you die
I’m really sorry, I thought you were doing just fine
Little match girl
The world has left you just to freeze
Little match girl
You smiled dying on your knees
4th verse:
I never really thought that It’d come to this
I never would have dreamed that I’d be doing this shit
But I did
And I sure as fuck paid for it
I paid in my humanity
In being alive
Because now I am truly dead inside
Withered and decayed
Broken and dead
Left empty and gone, like a bullet through my head
But my heart was still beating and my body still moving
Damned to walk this earth after all the abusing
I was still in the room
The men had moved on
Couldn’t tell how long
cause I was too far gone
I thought back, to all my family back at the house
Not a clue what I was doing
Don’t even really know now
The shame and hate washed over me
It was then that I remembered what the voices told me
I could suddenly hear them as the pain controlled me
BURN THEM TO HELL!!!
That’s what it fucking came to
So immediately after I came to
I struggled up
They had left me unstuck
Drunk as fuck
They weren’t thinking bout the little slut
So I grabbed my jacket up
And went for the matches
I’m gonna burn this fucker down right to its ashes
I saw flashes
Of the times in past when
I said I’d do this shit in passing
Always tried to act hard
I was actin
But just then I felt a rush of pure passion
Justice, vengeance it all boiled down together
The pain they put me through being more than enough pressure
It was time, to introduce the real wither
Jack on the ground, the fire was sure to spread
I’m certain at least 5 of them wound up dead
The truth is I forgot
The night was a blur
But I can rest easy, justice was served
I’m a different person now
The little match girl is dead
Left in the cold too long
So burned to life instead
The crooked flower of innocence died at age 6
But 10 years later, withered to a crisp
Be careful who you let slip out of the light
They just might burn their way into the night.
I see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
8:39 pm
May 4, 2014
8:41 pm
February 16, 2018
krunkazphuk said
I'm hoping for some dope ass lyrical hijinks about u buying a black market demon uterus off of eBay.
I don't even know how to respond with that. Other than that I would totally do that. I probably should too (not literally but you know what I mean), I need to write some more light hearted songs after that one.
I see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
8:48 pm
February 16, 2018
9:08 pm
May 4, 2014
Iris The Tranny juggalette said
krunkazphuk said
I'm hoping for some dope ass lyrical hijinks about u buying a black market demon uterus off of eBay.I don't even know how to respond with that...
YAY! Stump-the-Tranny is one of the more elegant carnival games I've mastered.
Iris The Tranny juggalette said
btw the events of this song are the reason why I'm so defensive of Blahzay Roze, yeah its fun to make fun of the fact that she only seems to be be about rape, but for many that's just life.
And for some (like me) that's just the past. Vengeance might be a reason to keep going for a while, but I found it to be a hollow existence. Love, luck, & lollipops all around, Iris. Please consider the following (it helped me):
Whoop Whoop krunk :
SPOOKYtheFUNGI
9:19 pm
February 16, 2018
krunkazphuk said
And for some (like me) that's just the past. Vengeance might be a reason to keep going for a while, but I found it to be a hollow existence. Love, luck, & lollipops all around, Iris. Please consider the following (it helped me):
I won't let anyone ruin my life. I'm recovering. Embracing the crazy is helping me a lot 😜. I won't let this weigh me down.
And I am trying to be less obsessed with vengence (though its a little late for that lol)
Fuck my past, fuck my abusers, Ima live for me now. Or at the very least I'm gonna try (:
Whoop Whoop Iris The Tranny juggalette :
SPOOKYtheFUNGII see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
9:37 pm
May 4, 2014
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