" You're just like your mother" They spit the words upon my ego
God, why can't I let this go? The deepest thing I fear of becoming
is the thing who brought me into this world, i'm still just a little girl
in the heart of these lies, the things I keep hidden, I carry them inside
I'm still just a little girl, in the soul of this place hell bent on staying
written on the holes in my face. I'm just a little girl... if you look in my
eyes. I'm tired of hurting, tired of wanting and i'm ready for a surprise.