She’s hated for being honest
And loved for telling lies.
She’s said to be cold hearted
And that she’s truly never cried.
Her minds racing
As her feet are pacing.
But as her life just passes it by,
I look in the mirror and wonder
“Why God? Why?”
And loved for telling lies.
She’s said to be cold hearted
And that she’s truly never cried.
Her minds racing
As her feet are pacing.
But as her life just passes it by,
I look in the mirror and wonder
“Why God? Why?”



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