17 mars 2008
She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a
She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess
If you catch her stealing, she won't confess
Smokes a pack a day
Well she wants to live her life
Then she thinks about her life
Well she wants to be the Queen
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen
Well here she is again on the phone
Just like me hates to be alone
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna live this life
She only drinks coffee at Midnight, when the moment is not
right
Her timing is quite
Unusual
You see her confidence is tragic
But her intuition magic
Train>Meet Virginia
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