it's fair to say,
she's got an addiction
her lips are red with the purest affliction

she knows she gotta stop
but she don't wanna
she's got in her head that this isn't much a problem

as her friends are telling her
her families forgotten
they even had a daughter

or she even had a bottle
that she once drank from
when she was just a babe

now she spends all her days
getting $#&@ed off her face


it's a crying shame
but she's too far gone
too lost in the bags

that she scrapes death from
she only opens her eyes
in unnatural ways

takes up most of the space of her cold white face

you may think it's just a joke

but you wouldn't if you'd seen her
now she's nothing but a princess getting summoned by the reaper
it's either she quits it now or she's nothing but a seeker

of a life she once coulda had but she sold it to a dealer



it's a tale of a girl
who didn't stand a chance
no one cared enough

to tell her how to dance
with the devil


she lost her way
a long long time ago
once upon, and now she's gone

took a bite of temptation
she prayed that her prince would come
but she had to save herself