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3. Lost

    tryna find out, what life's rea-lly a-bout.

   She know's there's something missing, but won't admit to it.

    tryna understand, what they have, cuz she don't.

    She knows there's something wrong...

about her-se-e-elf. 

 

  She wears, her hair down.

 Don't want them seein her tears.

 Wears, long sleeves and long pants,

 Don't want anyone to see her past.

 

 She hurts, inside out.

 Don't wa-nna stay alive.

 Hurts, herself and can't stop,

 don't want them to know what happened...

-She spelled help in her arm,

-There was blood everywhere,

-They won't notice the trail,

She knows, she knows, oh she knows,

That she's lost her mind. 

 

Tryna stick out for them to see her,

She knows she'll never make it, but won't, give up, for them.

Tryna find a man for love, but her hearts still emp-ty,

She knows no one will hear her,

cuz they'll fall in this dark place.

 

Tryna hold, on, to something she don't have.

She can tell what their say-ing, just can't dare to say a word. 

Tryna fo-llow, the crowd that pushes her down,

She won't tell what their do-ing,

Don't wanna hurt even mo-ore!

 

 

She wears, her hair down.

 Don't want them seein her tears.

 Wears, long sleeves and long pants,

 Don't want anyone to see her past.

 

 She hurts, inside out.

 Don't wa-nna stay alive.

 Hurts, herself and can't stop,

 don't want them to know what happened...

-She spelled help in her arm,

-There was blood everywhere,

-They won't notice the trail,

She knows, she knows, oh she knows,

That she's lost her mind. 

 She writes notes and leaves a pile, beside her.

 The pills are consumed, and her lips are turning blu-u-ue. 

 Mom runs in and see's her daughter, beside her,

 The story is o-pened, 

 and she still kno-o-ows...

 

She wears, her hair down.

 Don't want them seein her tears.

 Wears, long sleeves and long pants,

 Don't want anyone to see her past.

 

 She hurts, inside out.

 Don't wa-nna stay alive.

 Hurts, herself and can't stop,

 don't want them to know what happened...

-She spelled help in her arm,

-There was blood everywhere,

-They won't notice the trail,

She knows, she knows, oh she knows.

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