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The coach stands |
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Waiting just outside |
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Just in case the queen |
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Should want to take a ride |
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But she stays |
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Safely locked away |
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She knows the world outside |
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Can be so cold and grey |
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Daughters of the queen |
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Come outside and play |
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Slip into the nighttime |
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Before it slips away |
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Her castle |
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Looms into the sky |
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Behind those walls |
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You'll never see |
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A fear fall from her eye |
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She seems content |
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To live her life all alone |
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But locked inside |
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Those castle walls |
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Her heart has turned to stone |
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Daughters of the queen |
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Come outside and play |
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Slip into the nighttime |
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Before it slips away |
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Daughters of the queen |
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Come let me hold your hand |
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Isn't it about time |
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You need to feel a man |
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Today her majesty has gone |
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In death's repose |
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It's much too late |
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She lies there all alone |
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Alas the dreams |
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Inside her heart |
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Sleep forever silent |
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Imprisoned by the dead |
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Daughters of the queen |
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Come outside and play |
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Slip into the nighttime |
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Before it gets too late |
