Just lookin' at you
Is makin' my head spin
I don't know
What the fuck you're on
But by the way you're headed
I can tell
You're probably gonna be
One of those girls
That you find
Battered to hell
Battered to death in an alley
Because of the people
You get in with
Nothing ever comes out
Shit only goes in
Only stays in
When your mom
Is asked to identify your body
She'll wonder what happened
And then turn a deep shade of
Cool denial
When people, together,
Are pondering the past
They'll ask
"What ever happened to her?"
And no one will know
Please tell me what you think
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i think this about myself all the time
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ha. sounds like my fate. lol.
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lol, you weren't who i had in mind
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lol, i know that.
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