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Happy BirthdaySweet sixteen, but she’s so naïve Playing the hero high on glucose A sugar princess all grown up If growth is measured in eyelinerHappy Birthday
She paints her eyes black each day Like she’s dead inside But oh, how she’s lied She paints her lips red each day Like the blood she longs to spill Just to get that long-lost thrill
She sees the world in technicolor You just see the black, the red, the way she smiles less than she used to, and how each time she opens her mouth
kerosene, vodka and sugar just drip from her lips It could be a w
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