memories slowly drifting towards me
and in the light,
it seems like all these scars come to life.
let's break all the mirrors in this house,
let's send the shards flying round,
because every minute i seem to stay,
i seem to die.
oh, let the walls burn right down
and let the curtains veil
this little girl's fate.
honey, you're growing up,
and it isn't a fairytale.
but it's okay because we'll find a way someday.
honey, it's gonna be tough,
and you're gonna be dismayed,
but He never gave you more than you could handle.
just light a candle,
and pray.
light a candle,
and pray.
that tomorrow, the cigarettes and wine,
they won't be the lie that separates your life and mine.
and all the money in the world,
can't bring you closer,
you have to will your heart
and fight like you're supposed to.
that's the way it is, honey.
that's just the way it is.
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