Where are your troubles child
Your fourteen years old
Tucked away in an amusement park
In the funny lights and tragic sky
You've taken LSD
And there are no more stars in the heavens for you
They hide from you in the raining ember
Beautiful like snowfall
You had a rendevu with the devil
Crying little princess wipes the masquera from her eyes
Do you see that red horse over the sky
Catch it with your eyes
Tell God to take your nightmares away
You should have fixed your lipstick child
Now everyone knows
You were raped in the shadows of heaven
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