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Hey You
Hey you
Little piece of shit
Yes you
With her face full of spit
Have you ever looked in the mirror
And saw your blackened soul
Or have you been gone that long
That your face has been wiped from your memory
Hey you
Little bringer of chaos and destruction
Yes you
Little demon from which no one can run
She has a pocket full of bullets
And spilling blood boiling in rage
Can some one stop her now
Before she finds her very last stage
Hey you
Little broken girl
Yes you
Have you forgotten how he feels?
Pick yourself up now
And walk a different path
Please stop crying now
Stop feeling so sad
Little piece of shit
Yes you
With her face full of spit
Have you ever looked in the mirror
And saw your blackened soul
Or have you been gone that long
That your face has been wiped from your memory
Hey you
Little bringer of chaos and destruction
Yes you
Little demon from which no one can run
She has a pocket full of bullets
And spilling blood boiling in rage
Can some one stop her now
Before she finds her very last stage
Hey you
Little broken girl
Yes you
Have you forgotten how he feels?
Pick yourself up now
And walk a different path
Please stop crying now
Stop feeling so sad
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