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[00:20.43]An old man vacationing he stands patiently
[00:23.19]Under a hotel sign that blinks vacancy
[00:25.72]He’s thinking maybe he’s to late to make the drop off
[00:28.23]Until a truck coming his way breaks and stops short
[00:30.77]And now he’s out of sorts
[00:31.79]And you can see he’s sorta nervous
[00:33.26]Walking to the passenger door to meet his ordered service
[00:35.73]This is someone’s daughter working
[00:37.14]Blames his conscience when the driver says
[00:38.95]“She’s my youngest, her name is Constance.”
[00:40.70]He comments, “…and its only six dollars per visit
[00:42.97]Just don’t leave any marks on her, it hurts business”
[00:45.70]Thought for a minute then confessed, “That’s fair.”
[00:47.89]Since it was three dollars less then his cab fare
[00:50.26]“How old are you honey?” she says, “I’m thirteen.”
[00:53.45]Her nose was runny its raining in the Philippines
[00:55.93]He hands over the money in a chilling scene
[00:58.29]The truck drives off
[00:59.32]And now he’s on the hunt to kill her dreams
[01:01.13]The sign reads no vacancy
[01:02.81]He leads Constance to a room he has rented for taping
[01:05.66]See he’s about to turn six into six thousand
[01:08.12]And all you have to do is click on your web browser
[01:10.90]It’s not illegal to use raping as a cash crop
[01:13.44]As long as it says she’s 18 on your laptop
[01:16.18]The sound of rain is her backdrop laying there
[01:18.43]Like she’s waiting for somebody to say they care
[01:21.33]While the tears of God fall down the window pane
[01:23.55]She feels unholy like the Father doesn’t know her name
[01:26.46]Marry Magdalene and the women at the well
[01:30.17]He knows everything that happens
[01:30.18]And in His arms she fell
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[01:51.90]He’s twenty one and all alone in his household
[01:53.97]He’s tempted by the quiet he feels and the mouse he holds
[01:56.99]The silence of his spouse is cold
[01:58.72]So he’s about to help that man get his six thousand gold
[02:02.21]One click and now she’s sold
[02:03.96]Withholding his conscience, scrolling trough the comments
[02:06.39]There she is looking confident, a picture of Constance
[02:09.15]In a series of video clips “Adult Content”
[02:12.63]The title blinks in bold letters like the vacancy sign
[02:15.11]It’s his time to go get her
[02:16.87]It’s like his mind doesn’t know better
[02:18.82]Her soul is crying out, “Let me go.” but he won't let her
[02:21.90]He got her trapped inside his media player
[02:24.05]Held captive by his need to replay her
[02:25.81]It’s a matter of he being here and she being there
[02:28.94]That’s why he doesn’t feel the need to care
[02:31.14]Guilt is in the seed he bares
[02:32.70]Spilling his shares of the profit
[02:34.35]On a five hundred million dollar market
[02:36.21]Where children are regarded as product
[02:38.07]And traded like stock tips
[02:39.51]And raped for the sake of our pockets
[02:41.22]His laptop sits like a window into Constance’s room
[02:44.23]Where he exits cus its almost noon
[02:46.23]And he’s expecting his wife home soon
[02:48.00]With new clothes for the baby
[02:49.33]She’d be angry if she saw his new lady
[02:51.49]A thirteen-year-old Filipino named Constance
[02:54.06]Trust me girl God has not forgotten
[02:56.84]He knew Mary Magdalene and the women at the well
[02:59.29]He knows everything that happenes
[03:01.26]And in His arms she fell
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