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Girl, I know the hall looks dark & the storm it seems so scary |
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Your face lit up on beats of lightning you start, you start running & your eyes are like screaming & since there is no end and no beginning |
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You will run |
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You will run |
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You will run |
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Girl, I know the woods look dark & the trees they seem so deadly |
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The girls around you are so frightened & you start, you start to panic and your courage starts to vanish & the world, it really is on fire & it burns & it burns & it burns & it burns |
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Vivian, your life is told through 19 thousand pages in a world too unreal to behold |
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Your innocence has faded |
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Faded all your blues to gray |
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Your skin has bruised through moving days |
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Glue is peeling back away |
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Curling, cracking, painted |
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Girl you've been rolled up in colorful carpets |
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Your blood is rushing, look around you you're froze, you're frozen quiet & your eyes, they are widened |
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Room unfurnished, no light for nightfall just rugs for rolling you up you know you can't get up when you do, you swear you will run |
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You will run |
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You will run |
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You will run |
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No one will ever save you |
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If no one can ever find you |
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No one will ever save you |
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If no one can ever find you |
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Lost girls |
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Lost girls |
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Lost girls |
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Lost girls |
