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The voice
Trust me she implores
do not wear that dress she tells me
You will just look like a whore
so stick to Jean's, no make up
let's leave them wanting more.
Everyone is looking she says
You should have tried much harder
all eyes are on you like every other day
why did you even bother?
We should just go on our way.
The voice grows, it's now a scream
I need to leave, I need some air
dont pass out or you'll cause a scene
I feel the panic rising, breathing gets hard
The ground begins to shift, this has to be a dream.
From some dark corner of my mind
She whispered I am your only friend
You can seek but you wont find
the answers that you're looking for
do leave the quest behind.
do not wear that dress she tells me
You will just look like a whore
so stick to Jean's, no make up
let's leave them wanting more.
Everyone is looking she says
You should have tried much harder
all eyes are on you like every other day
why did you even bother?
We should just go on our way.
The voice grows, it's now a scream
I need to leave, I need some air
dont pass out or you'll cause a scene
I feel the panic rising, breathing gets hard
The ground begins to shift, this has to be a dream.
From some dark corner of my mind
She whispered I am your only friend
You can seek but you wont find
the answers that you're looking for
do leave the quest behind.
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