She drowns herself out in the music
The noise soothes the feelings she hides
She laughs at the world
That scorns her constantly
She cries blood red tears
She wishes it didn't have to be like this
Things almost always
End
She prays to a God that she hopes
Listens
The way she dresses
The attitude she has at the world
Are all in you're hands because
You judge her by her faults
