I concede
it's quite clear
I do fear...
I concede
beaten by her parents
and, by all of her friends
it's unlikely that she'll heal
... unlikely she will mend
she needs to first
... be her own friend
she needs a thirst
to be her own friend
first
and, I'm scared shitless...
making me quite witless
it is so hard to be dear
pissin' your pants
...outta fear
She was disappointed
but still...
has she conceded
freewill
She screams herself to sleep
I dare not make a peep
every single night
makin' me quite uptight
it's unlikely that she'll heal
... unlikely she will mend
she needs to become real
be her own friend, first
she needs a real thirst
to be her own friend
and, i'm scared shitless...
making me quite witless
it is so hard to be dear
pissin' your pants
...outta fear
She wakes up in the middle of the night
raging 'gainst the walls with all her might
My spirit falls
screaming
crying
slowly... dying.
it's unlikely that she'll heal
... unlikely she will mend
she needs to become real
be her own friend, first
she needs a real thirst
to be her own friend
and, I'm scared shitless...
making me quite witless
it is so hard to be dear
pissin' your pants
...outta fear
She is out of control
... not a decent girl
it's not in my schedule
ta raise a little devil
it's unlikely that she'll heal
... unlikely she will mend
she needs to become real
be her own friend,
first
she needs a real
thirst
to be her own friend
That's it
The End.
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