Diane

How is she supposed to notice her skin
Her white soul has kept her from the fortune of sin
And it takes her time to know
Of patient resolutions and brothers
And going down her sink
A million early mornings and listens to your dad

And she just wanted
To feel better
And drink a bottle of wine
If life gets shorter
Come on Diana
Take that weight off of your shoulder



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Marti Moreno
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