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She don't dream the way she used to dream |
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Before her body condemned itself to feel like an empty building |
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One day she'll discover that the habits that she covered |
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Only smother the hopes that her heart will change |
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She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard tasty candy |
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She closes her eyes at night |
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She can hear the calvary go by |
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She can taste his tongue on her mouth |
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And it's tasting like disease |
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She don't ever see what should be seen' |
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Till the thing that should be seen is out sight |
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She don't ever see what should be seen' |
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Till the thing that should be seen is out sight |
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She don't ever see what should be seen' |
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Till the thing that should be seen is out sight |
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She don't ever see what should be seen' |
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Till the thing that should be seen is gone |
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Her fingers burn when she folds them to pray |
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That hunt for love ain't cut like the holes in her duvet |
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She aint too certain that her psyche can take |
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Another season of hunters pretending to spare their prey |
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And her brains froze black |
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And her eyes rolled back |
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And her steps shellacked |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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And her brains froze black |
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And her tongue rolled back |
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And her heart shellacked |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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She don't dream the way she used to dream |
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Before her body condemned itself to feel like an empty building |
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One day she'll discover that the habits that she covered |
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Only smother the hopes that her heart will change |
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She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard tasty candy |
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She closes her eyes at night |
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She can hear the years she lost go by |
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She can taste his tongue in her mouth |
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And it's tasting like deceit |
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And her brains froze black |
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And her eyes rolled back |
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And her sense shellacked |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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And her brains froze black |
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And her tongue's rolled back |
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And her heart shellacked |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
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She don't know what she's becoming |
