She fell in the hole again
But this time she knew where she fell
She embraced the shadows, the dark, her end
Her old, and newest demons as well
In the hole again, with another knife in her back
Why did she never learn?
Back again, she'll come.
But with a third knife in her back.
Always on the wrong track.
She wants to go back but she can't turn
She'd keep touching the fire knowing she'd get burned