Mad, Mad Girl

All moral stories have been set up
Time- I messure by 'nother dirty coffe cup
I'm too young to die now, let alone to complain
Move your chair, keep me entertained

Undiagnosed ilness define who we are
Cheap medicine make you forget for a while
Applause, ovation, bright headlights, light up my face
Yet still I go back to a dark dark place

Mad mad girl
Evil, hateful, mad girl

If I had a choice I'd stay silent for months
Burn my clothes, after seeing ideals online
Someone calls again, wish I had the guts to call
Someone back, I forgot, so still I become

Mad mad girl
Evil, hateful, mad girl

Warn your sons she's coming for
Warn your sons she's coming for
Mad girl



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriela Jadwiga Salamon
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