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That skinny frame |
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That tired act |
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She's uninteresting wearing all that black |
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Still she could be such a little girl sometimes |
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Whining and kicking |
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Throwing herself from moving vehicles |
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Running and running |
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Her raven breast empty and cold |
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Pushing my face up against the door |
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It's another night here in something city |
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It's another night with her going somewhere shitty |
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Into the cold city night she goes running and running |
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I wanna tell her "Little girl you run too far in the dark and you get yourself lost" |
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Then like a banshee she screams |
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And I say god damn |
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You may ask "She can't really be that stupid can she?" |
