Tough Love

Let me tell you a storyIt's called Tough Love

Once upon a time there was a girl called SinitaDreaded going home after school'Cos her dad would mistreat herHer mom was just as bad when she got madWas more than glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her

Sinita used to wear the cloth of her religionSinita used to pray to God thought He was listeningBut nothing was ever changing she couldn't see a differenceThe relationship between her role became distant

She didn't agree with the fundamental religious views of parentsMight as well speaking to her gibbering to her was incoherentShe was living in the western worldCould not understand why she couldn't be like all of the western girls

So one day she rebelsWalks into a shop and purchases a copy ofA bliss magazine for female teenagersRipped up the plastic wrapperAnd started flicking through the pages

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatredTough love, tough love, I call it hatredThey call it tough love, I call it hatredThat's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

So engrossed in a new found interestSinita fails to realize the timeBefore she knows it is a quarter to nineShe shuda been back from prayer an hour agoNow her parents gonna know she skived

In the slim hope that they won'tShe hides the copy of bliss in the books under her armAnd makes her way back homeShe opens the door to find her mom and dad waitingThe expressions on both of their face are skafing

Before she has time to think of an excuseHer fathers has his hand 'round her neck like a nooseSo tight he chokes her she drops all her books on the floorApart from the bliss magazine that lands on the sofa

Dad can't control his rageWhen he sees that the center page is a boy band poster"She's possessed by the Devil", mother shoutsBlaming it all on Satan like it was the only explanation

He grabs Sinita by her hair, goes down to the basementHearts raising as if she knows her life is about to be takenLook up into his eyes, look here's what we gonna doYou've bin possessed by a demon, we gonna beat him out of youâ€

Sinita cries for help, she sees her mom pick up a broomstickAnd her dad take off his beltBut it's no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't listenSo undeterred her mom and dad carry out the exorcism

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatredTough love, tough love, I call it hatredThey call it tough love, I call it hatredThat's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

For hours they violently torture their daughterBeating her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the borderThey continue to physically hored herBy now Sinita has a mental disorderShe no longer cares if she lives or dies

Absolutely no more tears left to cryShe see the evilness in their parents eyesAnd thinks they the ones who need to be exorcisedThat's when the rebellious streak complete it intoxicatesHer sudden energy boostAnd never seen before her aggressive nature

She decides no matter what they are never gonna break her"Go to hell", screams at her dadAs he goes to give her another loop of the belt"Go, fuck yourself", she screams at her mom knowingIt's only gonna spur her on

Now Sinita has lost the plot the physical painAin't nothing compared to the heartacheAnd her heart breaks and it rotsOnce it was filled with so much loveBut now so clogged up with hate that it stops beating

She stops breathingHer body's just a caucus now, her soul's leavingNo more pain, no more bleedingThat's gone blow by blow from a severe beating

It takes half a dozen more blows to the endBefore they finally realize that she is deadThat's when the door busts open and in come the fedsThe neighbors must have called themWhen they heard the screaming of torment

Coming from the basementWhere Sinita's dead body lies on the floor blatantLike roadkill out on the pavementIt's quite clear to the police that she's been a victimOf a horrific case of physical mutilation

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatredTough love, tough love, I call it hatredThey call it tough love, I call it hatredThat's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

After being apprehended, Sinita's parents are askedWhy they throw her life so brutally endedThey said it was out of love but only hate breaksSoma so hard that it can never be mended

To this day they show no remorseTheir idea of parental guidance, would be to always use forceWhat makes this tale all the more goryIs that this song is based on a true story, tough love

Rest in peace, what a fucked up worldWhat a fucked up shit, ain't this fucked?It's all fucked, it's all fucked

Plan B "Tough Love" lyrics

Tough Love