She shakes faster when she's naked
I don't know why she's so afraid
A scream would be beautiful, if she only would make it
But her debts are far from being paid
Body on bodies, playing a game
Stop it all from going
by dropping a name
Stalled out with little room to grow
Someone soft and covered in joy
She lost her father but I didn't know
that she would leave me like a little boy
Played the part of an older stranger
and lost all the things I found
Mind's only fear is always of danger
of letting them march into ground
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