You walk the streets
all on your own,
but you still have a family,
you still have a home.
a lost, lonely girl,
who just needs some space,
get away from the evils,
of that one place.
the place where she lived,
the place where it rained,
the place full of fear,
the place full of pain.
her home was a torture,
was not pleasant one bit,
a home where she was beaten,
a home where she was hit.
so off in the night,
she packed up a sack,
and ran into the darkness,
she didn't look back.
beautiful baby,
now its so cold,
just like all others,
the story is told.
people in hell,
who need to survive,
run away from the fire,
just to stay alive.
written on paper,
she tells me alone,
that she is safe from danger,
and is not coming home.
a best friend is lost,
but in these letters she sings,
she whispers me secrets,
and other strange things.
these letters are everything,
these letters posses,
everything i need to know she is safe,
except,
a return address.
all on your own,
but you still have a family,
you still have a home.
a lost, lonely girl,
who just needs some space,
get away from the evils,
of that one place.
the place where she lived,
the place where it rained,
the place full of fear,
the place full of pain.
her home was a torture,
was not pleasant one bit,
a home where she was beaten,
a home where she was hit.
so off in the night,
she packed up a sack,
and ran into the darkness,
she didn't look back.
beautiful baby,
now its so cold,
just like all others,
the story is told.
people in hell,
who need to survive,
run away from the fire,
just to stay alive.
written on paper,
she tells me alone,
that she is safe from danger,
and is not coming home.
a best friend is lost,
but in these letters she sings,
she whispers me secrets,
and other strange things.
these letters are everything,
these letters posses,
everything i need to know she is safe,
except,
a return address.



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