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Behind her porceline smile |
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There's no joy |
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Her reflection is foreign |
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The curtain drops |
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Time to be what they want her to be |
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The colorful mask |
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Shields her from this vanity |
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My beautiful flower |
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Is what they say to me |
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Lotus Flower |
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Behind her porceline smile |
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There's no joy |
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Her reflection is foriegn |
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They watch this girl |
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So close her eyes her smile |
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But they don't see |
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Her life crumbling around her feet |
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Living off the will of others |
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Through their eyes dreams |
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She is a Lotus Flower |
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Behind her porceline smile |
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There's no joy |
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Her reflection is foreign |
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Who will need her? |
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Who will hold her? |
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Who will love her? |
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Who will hold her? |
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Who will need her? |
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Who will love her? |