Quit Childhood

14 girl is out tonight
Her hair is done, her skin is white.
She'd like to get what's wrong, what's right
But this is her first night out.

She look self-assured but she's scared
She'd like to shout but nobody cares
No wonder why she'll end up hurt
Lost in lust, drugs and sweat.

After 3 Vodaks, she's drunk has hell
She barely stands on her heels
She can't recognize what's wrong, what's real
She really lost her sex-appeal.

But there's that taste on her lips
She won't even protest or scream
Someone is taking her by the hips
Has she passed out in her dreams.

And it's morning, 4 A.M.
She's wondering lonely with a headache.
Her hair is messy, her skin is pink:
She's walking here feeling weak.

She's crying what she has lost
To take it, she'd pay any cost.
She's dreaming of killing the enemy:
The guy who took her virginity.