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You`re the queen of your own little world, you really made a splash, got the offers rollin` in, but you`re nothing more than high paid trash. Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head, pity if they found out that you`re lonely in your bed. Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast. Won`t let anybody touch you? So you do it for yourself. Plain to see there`s a woman cryin` out for help. You`re a superstar, but you don`t know who you are, and your money won`t get you very far. You`re a mystery, nothing can set you free, your demons haunt you endlessly. You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade, you talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade. Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside, morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide, but in the end you`ll be sleeping in the bed you made. All you want`s a daddy, the one you never had, a need for understanding aching in you bad... ...it seems so clear to me, there`s something that you`d rather be. Take a look around you now, before it`s much too late, make the choice to change, or be a victim of your fate. All your life, you`ve been running from the girl inside... ...oh, but it`s plain to see there`s someone...
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