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She smokes like there is no tomorrow
She says it makes her feel alive
She drinks her wine like it is water
Because she feels dry inside
She drives her car like it’s a bullet
She says that time is slipping away
She never thinks about her future
It’s a million miles away
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade of pink, yeah
There will come a day when she will wake up
And then she’ll wonder where she’s been
All this time she will wish that she could make up
But it will be too late then
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade of pink, yeah
She’s falling down, falling down
Spinning ’round and ’round and ’round
And screaming, yeah, yeah, yeah
She is falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade
She’s falling down
It feels like a paisley shade of pink, yeah
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