Miserable girl in her room lying on her bed
Crying to sleep she hears messages in her head
“There’s no reason to live there’s no reason to go on
If you run away now no one will miss you when you’re gone
Pack your bags and let my words sink into you even more
Forget writing a letter and just go out the back door
Walk down the street and take the bus to another town
No second thoughts now no one will care if you’re not around
Get off at the club and buy a fake I.D
You got enough money so don't worry
Down the street there's a motel you can rent out a room
Don’t cry right now cause you’ll be happy soon
Then turn around the corner and take what the man is giving you
Inject it in your arm and let it flow through
Hurts when you first try it but after that you don’t feel a thing
Feeling so carefree now you wanna do something?
Go down to the club, dance and keep on drinking
Don’t wonder what you’re doing let me do the thinking
Its time for you to take it easy and forget about your life”
But she can’t help but wonder if after tonight she’ll survive
“What am I doing? Why am I listening to this voice?
It’s not like it’ll kill me, I can turn it off by choice
But I do wanna escape and leave this place
Agreeing to this and wiping the tears off my face
Thinking about all the pain I’m leaving behind
And how this is the last time it’ll be running through my mind”
So she hits the club, dances and keeps on drinking
Wakes up the next day at 11:30 in the morning
Next to a guy she’s never seen before
Under covers naked and clothes on the floor
The man got dressed, left his number and walked away
Leaving her in tears wondering why life was this way
15 year old girl had morals and a decent job
And now is at some hotel naked staring at a doorknob
Had her life planned out and now she’s miles away from home
And knowing what she did is making her feel so alone
She wants to go back but she doesn’t know where she is
Now thinking of all the shame and only her to blame and all her sacrifices
Even though she knows it’s wrong she takes a needle to relieve stress
Release all the feelings held to her chest
Calling her house and no one is picking up
So she gets the feeling that she's not loved
So she says “no one cares I’ll hit the club again”
Losing touch with reality and letting drugs take over her brain
Day after day waking up with different men
Not knowing their names and drugs were her only friends
And the voice inside her just rose and rose
Till one day she stacked up on cocaine and died of overdose
So this is the story that I had to tell
Of a girl that’s now rotting away in hell.
Crying to sleep she hears messages in her head
“There’s no reason to live there’s no reason to go on
If you run away now no one will miss you when you’re gone
Pack your bags and let my words sink into you even more
Forget writing a letter and just go out the back door
Walk down the street and take the bus to another town
No second thoughts now no one will care if you’re not around
Get off at the club and buy a fake I.D
You got enough money so don't worry
Down the street there's a motel you can rent out a room
Don’t cry right now cause you’ll be happy soon
Then turn around the corner and take what the man is giving you
Inject it in your arm and let it flow through
Hurts when you first try it but after that you don’t feel a thing
Feeling so carefree now you wanna do something?
Go down to the club, dance and keep on drinking
Don’t wonder what you’re doing let me do the thinking
Its time for you to take it easy and forget about your life”
But she can’t help but wonder if after tonight she’ll survive
“What am I doing? Why am I listening to this voice?
It’s not like it’ll kill me, I can turn it off by choice
But I do wanna escape and leave this place
Agreeing to this and wiping the tears off my face
Thinking about all the pain I’m leaving behind
And how this is the last time it’ll be running through my mind”
So she hits the club, dances and keeps on drinking
Wakes up the next day at 11:30 in the morning
Next to a guy she’s never seen before
Under covers naked and clothes on the floor
The man got dressed, left his number and walked away
Leaving her in tears wondering why life was this way
15 year old girl had morals and a decent job
And now is at some hotel naked staring at a doorknob
Had her life planned out and now she’s miles away from home
And knowing what she did is making her feel so alone
She wants to go back but she doesn’t know where she is
Now thinking of all the shame and only her to blame and all her sacrifices
Even though she knows it’s wrong she takes a needle to relieve stress
Release all the feelings held to her chest
Calling her house and no one is picking up
So she gets the feeling that she's not loved
So she says “no one cares I’ll hit the club again”
Losing touch with reality and letting drugs take over her brain
Day after day waking up with different men
Not knowing their names and drugs were her only friends
And the voice inside her just rose and rose
Till one day she stacked up on cocaine and died of overdose
So this is the story that I had to tell
Of a girl that’s now rotting away in hell.
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