So your father told you once that you were his princess you wont see the castle you cannot find your prince now you’ve grown a lot and your dresses don’t fit right daddy’s not a hero he stole your chariot So here you are in pieces trying to prove to us its real the softness of your smile and the lies you want to feel the scales beneath your skin are showing of today theres evil in your heart and it wants out to play Theres evil in your heart and it wants out to play theres evil in your heart And I have made a home here, for me, youll burn it down with your fantasy. |
sábado, 20 de diciembre de 2014
A fantasy story...
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