funny how you say the words domestic violence, abuse, abuse survivor and boom the subject changes. The abuser has no anxieties, no emotional pain, or salience/memory for that matter, so the survivor appears to be the crazy one, obsessed with the abuse and that buzzword that seems to ignite arguments about diagnosing people without a degree, etc. I believe this is another amazingly on point and nuanced commentary on the insanity that follows emotionally abusive relationships. Ooh it such a sure thing (such a sure thing) It's such a sure thing (such a sure thing) This love between you and I is simple as pie baby (Now rock with me babe, let me hold you in my arms, talk with me babe yeah, yeah) Say that I'm the one, cause girl you're a ten Saint I'm a sinner, prize I'm a winner, it's you If I'm the lyric baby, you could be the note. If I'm the blunt, you could be the lighter babe You could be the lover, I'll be the fighter baby You could bet that never gotta sweat that You could be the talk and I could be the walk You are the chalk and I can be the blackboard I'm the reporter baby, you could be the newsĬause you're the cigarette and I'm the smoker You be the match, I'm gon be the fuse, boom If you be the cash, I'll be the rubberband
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