A beautiful little princess is every little girl's dream
Nothing makes her happier more than chocolate ice-cream
When the world seem unfair she makes it perfect in some way
She always sounds cute in everything that she says
That should be the image of her in her parent's eyes
Give her the best and protect her from the lies
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
Daddy and mommy helping me to count one, two, three
But not every princess has her fairytale or lives happily ever after
This princess right here grew up fast and faster
Wherever she goes she sees and cause pain
Her dreams have been hit by a fast moving train
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
A little girl born in hate a little girl who is me
Walking the paths of life alone fogged with illusions
The lies and this life have caused explosions
Explosions that ripped her heart out and murdered her soul
Sat her hopes on fire and made her blood boil
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
My only happy childhood memory is playing under a tree
With her torment spirit and a strong brain
She hopes to help others, with no absolute gain
She's a bit different but people think she's insane
Just because she doesn't cry when it pours and it rains
She builds walls all around
So she'll get lost and never to be found
So others won't hear the sound
The sound of her falling, crawling and crying on the ground
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Nothing makes her happier more than chocolate ice-cream
When the world seem unfair she makes it perfect in some way
That should be the image of her in her parent's eyes
Give her the best and protect her from the lies
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
Daddy and mommy helping me to count one, two, three
But not every princess has her fairytale or lives happily ever after
This princess right here grew up fast and faster
Wherever she goes she sees and cause pain
Her dreams have been hit by a fast moving train
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
A little girl born in hate a little girl who is me
Walking the paths of life alone fogged with illusions
The lies and this life have caused explosions
Explosions that ripped her heart out and murdered her soul
Sat her hopes on fire and made her blood boil
And that's the way it goes; this how it's meant to be
My only happy childhood memory is playing under a tree
With her torment spirit and a strong brain
She hopes to help others, with no absolute gain
She's a bit different but people think she's insane
Just because she doesn't cry when it pours and it rains
She builds walls all around
So she'll get lost and never to be found
So others won't hear the sound
The sound of her falling, crawling and crying on the ground
Copyright Reserved©Faroohz