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Someone loved her when she was young
but he grew up and sold her off for cents

Purchased on the porches of a man who didn't want her anymore

She never had a name,
Or, if she did, she never knew what it was
But I do

Generie
You will be loved
When you love yourself
Like I do

Carried off
In a box in the back seat of a car.
Packed with friends and pieces of her world.

She met a man.
A man who threw her on the floor
And told her where to go and what to take.

Generie
You will be loved
When you love yourself
Like I do

Every day, her will was broken
She was a toy
A plaything.
He never learned her name.

One day in spring
He threw her down too hard
She hit the floor so hard, she broke her neck

Her face would never look the same again.

Generie
You will be loved
When you love yourself
Like I do

Her face was nothing but a scar
No pretty eyes or teeth or hair
Just a neck with nothing there.
That's when he gave you a name

Your name means nothing
It's not a name but it's all you have

You're not his whore
You're so much more
My sweet Generie

You will be loved

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from I Am the Chemical, released November 13, 2015
Bradley Herr - vocals, guitars, bass, programming

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