Dark hair in her face, her curtain her veil
Eyes watch to the ground,
Black paint on her nails.
She's not afraid of the world
She's afraid of what's in it,
She's worried it's over for her
But you'll never see the tears that hit the ground,
The way she cried a night,
Searching for what can't be found.
(Chorus)
You don't know her, so she won't know you.
You don't know what she's seen,
Don't know the things she's had to do.
She's afraid of the dark,
but can't see the light.
The only thing left is to find her spark, but it's gone.
But that's just another thing yo'll never know.
She's hit the ground running, but what happens if she falls?
She's lost so much, but not her pride.
She's cold, she's cruel, she not for you,
But she'll never let you go.
(Chorus)
What's there to be afraid of, if you're already afraid of yourself?
When you've been put away like a doll on a shelf,
you're so gone.
She's too gone...
She pushes back her hair, doesn't need the veil,
She raises her eyes,
Though she knows she might fail,
But sometimes it's worth a shot,
When that shot's all yo've got.
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