Believe it or not this started as a punk song. Relying mostly on emotion.

Raw, but I reimagined it as a song about a woman being controlled by a man, or a woman...

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Well, you tried everything just to make me un eased
Every low ball tactic
That was up your sleeve
Be it cutesy, be it cruel
You threw it at me
You tried to terrorize
My mind with a history

but,
I've been down here
long enough
To know how to handle
All this stuff
And i'm not dead, yet
No, i'm not dead yet

I kept pushin back
and you couldn't believe
that my need for respect
had become your disease
You tried to take away
my right to be appeased
A smile of a friend
you turned them into enemies
By the smile of a friend
You turned them into enemies

I've been down here
long enough
To know how to handle
All this stuff
And i'm not dead, yet
No, i'm not dead yet
Yet

I got a new bullet proof vest,
I talked to Jesus
But He ain't got no test
I must admit
You really gave it your best
But I'm still here
And guess who's cleanin up the mess

Oh,
I've been down here
long enough
To know how to handle
All this stuff
And i'm not dead, yet
No, i'm not dead yet
Yet
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