wild child
Dodany: Feb 9, 2012
Czas: 3:13
She's soaking her dreams with gasoline killing her light with grass and mescaline CINDY,with her needles and spoons looking out ,for the police and the goons She doesn't come home , on the nights her dads been drinking Cause he gets ugly , and she knows, what he's been thinking So she hangs with the girlls , who look so big as they flick their ashes as the neon flashes working for mister big CINDY was a wild child, looking for a man-child , who could give her more Couldn't see the wolf , at the door Running from mommies little break down She don't want to be daddies next take down CINDY cryed the day , they took her mom away She knew the aweful things that people would say That her mother was crazy , out of her mind and that becca would be too, only a matter of time So that night , as her father staggered home, he saw her step out of the shadows alone Give me a kiss, you prety young miss Give a kiss to your father Give me a kiss you pretty young miss, cause all we have left is each other. CINDY had gun and said This is for the pain CINDY raised the gun and put a bullet in his brain And as the police were taking her away , she said ,'I knew what he was thinking , when he looked that way. I knew what he was was thinking so I threw him away
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