A New Woman
Sick of you
you have to ruin life.
you don't have one.
So what this is my life.
You die for one.
you want to be a swan.
no you're an ugly duckling not a swan.
I can go on.
You can't so you wanna make my life gone.
I hate what you say you make me sick.
I hope you get bit by a snake with a nasty lick.
you don't have one.
So what this is my life.
You die for one.
you want to be a swan.
no you're an ugly duckling not a swan.
I can go on.
You can't so you wanna make my life gone.
I hate what you say you make me sick.
I hope you get bit by a snake with a nasty lick.
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Sick of you
Sick of you
