Little Cindy Baker
Was such a pretty girl
Her eyes were ocean blue
And she always smiled at everyone
She looked happy as could be
A smile always on her face
But no one knew when she went home
She was terribly abused
Turns out her father beat her
Her mother did things too
But no one at school or church
Ever ever knew
No one ever saw a single bruise
No strand of her fiery locks
Was ever out of place
She had no friends
But was quit friendly to everyone
She was quiet and reserved
Alone and ever watching
Everybody loved her
And envied her 'perfect' life
She's in the paper today
For the first time
A tragic story thus
Her father came home drunk
And raped her
Then beat her to a pulp
Her drugged up mother took her turn
Beating and abusing her
More than they ever had
They finally got tired of hurting her
So broken bones and all
She found the strength to crawl
She crawled into her bed
And little Cindy Baker
Pulled out a razor blade
Cutting at her wrists
But bleeding to death was to slow
So she found her father's gun
And put a bullet in her head
But not before she shot her dad
And stabbed her mom to death
Cindy Baker will now go in history
The paper said snapped
The story said she beat herself
And her parents tried to stop it
She killed them when they got in her way
But no one knows the truth
Cause no one ever cared
Now little Cindy Baker
Haunts the town in which she lived
Seeking out parents that hurt their kids
Killing them slowly torturing them
If you look real close
At the window in her room
You can see her fiery locks
Passing by the window
Right at dusk is when to look
But God forbid she sees you
Cause Cindy Baker kills anyone she sees
Who is looking for her
Satan controls her and tells her what to do
And when the time is right
Cindy Baker will be coming for you
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