sábado, 20 de diciembre de 2014

A fantasy story...






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.


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