E.N.V.I.'s DREAMS

I'm made of silk
Spilled over like spilt milk
Onto the baby's breath
Memories are like dreams
It doesn't mean a thing
Do you know what that means
I'm no longer in your scene
Your friends are
But you're nowhere to be found funny how green
Mixes with envy
I know what it means
I'm not the girl of your dreams
But a nightmare
A simple little nightmare



Credits
Writer(s): Julianne Matlock
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