the perfect life, no piece out of place
to the world, just another pretty face
i was nowhere in your scheme
a child in the party scene
you weren't made for motherhood
life before me was too good
all you wanted was to escape
sweet freedom secured with tape
my end was a brand new start
my death warrant, signed with a heart
your troubles over, burdened no more
they say you're free, but i will soar
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