expressionless little girl--big somber eyes
combat boot mentality
pinned down bleeding in the street
has no heroes
no faith--no faith indeed
another rainy day
eye shadow gray
daddy's little embarrassment
struts her own little way
she's got holes in her arms
holes in her head
i've got a hole in my heart
can't save the dead
little sister's groovin'
ice cream sandwich
marshmallow pie
slipped so low
supposed to be high
must have bought the big lie
can't stop crying
can't stop dying
can't stop blowing her nose
just a fucked up little girl
with some fucked up little clothes
what's the big picture
can't eve see past dinner
throwing up the camode
mother's little nightmare
about to explode
she used to be...................
no she never was
the monster is lying right before you
you can't see it
won't believe it
this can't be happening to you
shades of blue
razor blade cries
sunday in the afternoon
fountains of red
releasing the life
draining the pain
drained of insane
peaceful child
daddy's little angel
mommy's little prize
all dressed up in white satin
I SUPPOSE EVERYONE DIES
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