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The walls are thin, the voices echo through her silent room |
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A door slams shut, the shouting follows soon |
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Those deafening familiar screams |
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Alcoholic haze, lipstick trace a place where lights are low |
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While mother can't pretend she doesn't know |
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Hearing all the retread lies |
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Banning all the reasons why |
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Bloody mary, can't find her way home |
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Bloody mary, can't do what she's told |
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Bloody mary, always on hold |
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Something's going on around here |
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It's just not clear.... |
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Run away, no one cares if you live or why |
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Lie on your back and watch the virgin die |
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Daddy's little girl is gone forever more |
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Banging on a stone cold door |
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Bloody mary, can't find her way home |
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Bloody mary, can't do what she's told |
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Bloody mary, always on hold |
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Something's going on around here |
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It's just not clear.... |
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Razor blades, cut deep into the wrist of emptiness |
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In a suicidal rage of attentions missed |
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No one knew you didn't know yourself |
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Still no one heard your cry for help |
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Bloody mary, can't find her way home |
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Bloody mary, can't do what she's told |
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Bloody mary, always on hold |
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Something's going on around here |
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Bloody mary, we didn't want you anyway |
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Bloody mary, we didn't ever know what to say |
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Bloody mary, won't you please go away |
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Something's going on around here |
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Something's going on around here |
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Something's going on around here... |