I just lost an entry. I hate that. I don't want to write anything but I don't want to leave what I had on top.
She's dead if you want and that's me if you want
Stuffed in the corner, "little girl lost"
And I claw and I scratch and I beg and I scream
I just need you to save me one last time
I want to burn up the place
Set it on fire
She's bad because she wants to not be contained
I can't tell the truth, I can't speak this way
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