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Cinderella weeps no tears written words have no fears let me go into the flames kindeling the heart that has no name. Belonging is a longing to be who they are an illusion of what is now reach up to that bar hold your head up high and one day you'll reach the sky he's perfectly not in control she's the one who has to pay the toll post genorations have yet to see what the world has come to be cinderella, cinderella keep it straight so you'll never find the true mate one, two, thump, thump my hearts beats againt this lump keep in down in your throat don't let the tears build your moat one two three cinderella three years and you'll be free. he's gone to far deep now i can't miss a beat save him, save him please but he's no longer in once piece. Cinderella weeps no tears written words have no fears let me go into the flames kindeling the heart that has no name. Belonging is a longing to be who they are an illusion of what is now reach up to that bar hold your head up high and one day you'll reach the sky.
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:57 AM UTC
Cinderella
Cinderella weeps no tears written words have no fears let me go into the flames kindeling the heart that has no name. Belonging is a longing to be who they are an illusion of what is now reach up to that bar hold your head up high and one day you'll reach the sky he's perfectly not in control she's the one who has to pay the toll post genorations have yet to see what the world has come to be cinderella, cinderella keep it straight so you'll never find the true mate one, two, thump, thump my hearts beats againt this lump keep in down in your throat don't let the tears build your moat one two three cinderella three years and you'll be free. he's gone to far deep now i can't miss a beat save him, save him please but he's no longer in once piece. Cinderella weeps no tears written words have no fears let me go into the flames kindeling the heart that has no name. Belonging is a longing to be who they are an illusion of what is now reach up to that bar hold your head up high and one day you'll reach the sky.
justin-tadlock
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:57 AM UTC
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