| She’ll hide away and try so much
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| To escape the void she cannot touch
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| So far there, years on her own
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| She never really left that home
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| It’s in her head, the things he said
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| In younger days, unhappy days
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| Seeing him, these innocent eyes
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| She couldn’t stop him if she tried
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| Now with every boy she takes to bed
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| She feels something she never had
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| It’s in her had, the things he did
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| To just a girl, his little girl
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| And days are waning, but now the past is gaining
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| In the darkness something’s coming
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| From him she’s still running
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| And every day she’s trying
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| Fool us, never crying
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| Smiles at what she’s doing
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| Being used, or is she using?
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| It’s in her had, the things he did
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| To just a girl, a frightened girl
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| This frightened girl, She’s just a frightened girl |