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The headlines read well known socialite |
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Fell to her death from thirteen floors |
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For one so young for one so beautiful |
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The signs were easy to ignore |
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This was no ordinary suicide |
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She breathed success from every pore |
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But when the pain became unbearable |
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She hit the brakes to stop it all |
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Those eyes diffract the rainbow |
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White light is all she sees |
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Veiled by her life's illusion |
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With pieces of a broken dream |
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Sometimes the pressure gets too much to bear |
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And through it seemed she had it all |
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The colours of the life she used to share |
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Were just the shadows of before |
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Those eyes diffract the rainbow |
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White light is all she sees |
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Veiled by her life's illusion |
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With pieces of a broken dream |
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Truth lies beyond the rainbow |
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Blue skies are fantasy |
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Inside the sad delusion |
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She balanced in reality, closer to insanity |
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The truth behind the headline should have read |
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The crowd below could hear her call |
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But had no patience for the words she said |
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They only came to watch her fall |
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Those eyes diffract the rainbow |
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White light is all she sees |
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Veiled by her life's illusion |
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With pieces of a broken dream |
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Truth lies beyond the rainbow |
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Blue skies are fantasy |
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Inside the sad delusion |
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She balanced in reality, closer to insanity |
