Little young lady,with pig tails and curls, bring out your Barbies, go play with some girls Little young lady, with your straightened hair, your eyes are so dull, you don't seem to care. Little young lady, wearing long sleeves, show me the secrets you made, just a peep. Little young lady, the one all in black, find things that make you smile, please bring your happiness back. Little young lady, who dreams of pills, razors, ropes, and guns.. Anything that kills Little young lady, hanging from your ceiling fan, You were afraid of yourself and so you ran.
She hurts and she cries, the smiles are lies, the laughter is forced and it hurts her inside, but no one even saw the hurt in her eyes, no one saw through the dark lies, no one ever saw the #depression in her eyes.
~The Hanging Tree~ Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run so we’d both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Natalia
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