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Dec 2012
I'm twisted up in a knot and I can't let go
Of this ****** up music in my soul
What can one girl do against the whole
Of society?

That's what they want you to think
With a head shrink and an empty pill bottle
Oh how this world burns
My sensitive heart.

When will it stop
Start again.
wandabitch
Written by
wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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