You know she wishes it was different
And she prays to god most every night
And though shes quite sure he dosnt listen
Theres a tiny hope theres a tiny hope in her he might
She says i pray but oh my prayers they fall on deaf ears
Am I suposed to take it on myself to get out of this place
And she feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She would change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
And yet another sleepness night
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