Trauma Sutra Lyrics

VERSE
There ain't no excuse
I don't care if you think she's loose.
I don't care how many drinks you bought ‘er.
That girl you're creepin' on is somebody's daughter
I know she's doing it the wrong way
a flirty short skirty on parade-
she's got you in a daze.
The more your money and wine flows the more ya feel owed.
She better not say no.

VERSE INTERLUDE
I'm about to make your nightmares come true.
I brought you to Hell for the honey moon.
I know you're not the bride and I'm not the groom.
Don't deny it. White's not your color anyway.
(Alternate resolve) But don't you fight it. Just be quiet.

PRE-CHORUS
It doesn't matter if she's thirty or three.
A man doesn't try to take her dignity.
Passed out drunk or if it's trafficking.
Don't cross the line or else you're gonna be found-

CHORUS
- guilty of trauma sutra.
If I had my way fool, I'd shoot ya.
I need the strength of the Lord to not hate ‘em.
But can I borrow the gavel to castrate ‘em.
(Second resolve) God's got love for you, but not for what you do.
Wicked desires get you thrown in the fire.



VERSE 2
Your make up and your hair.
The clothes that you wear.
The way that you smell.
As far as he can tell-
you're giving him the signs,
and he's made up his mind.
He will not be denied
rejection is the only crime.
She wears more make-up than she wears clothes.
she does it for attention and she's got him by the nose.
She's got a right to be wrong,
but you gotta be strong.
Break that spell.
don't go to jail.

REPEAT INTERLUDE VERSE, PRE-CHORUS, CHORUS

BRIDGE
The Trauma Sutra's for the wicked and the weak, sucka.
Think about it. The pleasure that you get is for a moment
but your victim's pain will last them for life.

REPEAT CHORUS