This Dream Can Die

Living doll with curly hair
Why do you pass or stop and stare
Cotton clothes are ripped and torn
Her parents regret the day she was born
Her plastic heart has melted down
She has no smile, she’s perfect clown
There is no future, blackened road
The flowing words and fucked up code

Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead
Your voices scream inside her head
The is no pain inside
This dream can die

Living doll with curly hair
Lost her dreams and timeless despair
Falling rain of her tears
Mirrors reflecting all her fears
Silver flows in her veins
Death will reduce all her pains
One broken heart with song and dance
There is no hope and true romance
All her beauty burning alone
In this place where light never shown
Living doll murdered by you
Her hopeless fight, a deadly truth

Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead
Your voices scream inside her head
The is no pain inside
This dream can die


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