Textkunst von Suta Wanji

Oh razor, oh razor-my magical razor
eraser of pain
eraser of sadness
eraser of hell,
oh razor blade please help me to cut
myself into pieces,
5 slices each time
to help me reduce
the pain deep inside.

White outlaws on REZ
with sick screwed up minds
they ripped my jeans off
and raped me to hell
they tore me apart
I am ripped from within.

Oh razor, oh razor - my magical razor
eraser of pain
eraser of sadness
eraser of hell
oh help me reduce
the pain deep inside.

Oh warriors, oh warriors
where have you been?
It was your duty
protecting rez land
for me and the others
there is no safety on tribal land.

Oh razor, oh razor - my magical friend
today let me cut deeper
and bless me with death.

The government failing so is the police.
I try to get
away from my life
no future at all I hate what I am
and so I cut deeper and let the blood flow.

Addicted to cutting
I have several scars
my arms look like maps, so my legs and my belly
a map full of scars
created by others
and so I cut deeper and deeper and deeper
to led the blood flow.

I lost my right
to freedom of rape
instead I played target
for white shiddy fake.

Oh razor, oh razor
my magical friend
so help me cut deeper and let me escape.

I got treated as drunken
not a victim of rape
they managed to smile
but a fake is a fake and a messed up lie.

Oh razor, oh razor, my magical friend
please help to make the blood flow.

With all this painful memories inside
I try to get away from this fake of a life
and tonight will you please
cut deeper and deeper
and let me escape.

No hope for me
and no one who cares
so I start cutting deeper and let the blood flow.

Oh knife, oh knife...my beautiful friend
I know you will cut
myself into pieces
cut deeper and deeper
and let the blood flow
get rid of those memories
this pain deep inside
and so I cut deeper and deeper and deeper
and finally finding
the final cut.

My name was Kaylee
a native beauty outside
so young, so precious
with so much to hide.

suta wanji - 05 / 2013