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And as the white rabbit of my lost innocence places my crown of thorns upon my head I am now queen of the dirt I rot in |
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True, i hold a fear, To be rendered powerless to the wolf and be devoured in all my innocence |
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On the path, wooed off the road by wolf's charms, promised a dance in the lillies, true to his word, a dance left a river red. |
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My Still Disturbance Behind Misleading Composure |
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Trickles a shade i deny to see, My sins are blushing |
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In the end, i guess i had to fall |
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Balancing on the tight rope, Tempted to be pulled back to the mainstream of life |
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When they wondered about me - They were right to wonder |
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And as i sat in darkness, |
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Loneliness may get lonely, But my obsession will keep me company |