When the time was right
y'should have left
It pulled you back
made you smile
How does it feel
To be binded all the time
blinded every while
meant for pleasure
born to be wild
Now shes sad all the time
Fat when shes sat
Crying all the time
Lying all the while
Hiding her eyes
Faking her smiles
Pushing her limits
Moving from void to void.
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