I listen to the water, running down the walls
Watch her guided by her father, even as she trips and falls...
The tragedies I watch unfold are secrets I should not have told,
feel her crying, feel her tears
hear her sobs and hear her fears...
This is a room where emotions echo
events unfold and through her pain we know she'd still never let go...
She falls to her knees just as he says,
Its worse then any of the stories we could have read...
Tears and anguish burning from this young girl
Watch him languish, he owns the most beautiful pearl...
Years of wearing and years of use
peel off the layers, this fire keeps burning...
She sinks into the booze
and what once was so precious is hidden and lost
but no matter how many years he might give today,
they'd never pay off the cost
of that pleasure-seeking game that he should've known could not remain...
I sink into the water,
to forget what I once saw
all the lives I've taken part in,
the memories making me parched and raw...
Don't you know that girl? We all saw her fall...
Our pretty little doll
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