She was alone and thought she was out of choices. Deep inside her head she thought she heard voices. Such a troubled child. Somehow she went wild. Now she lost her way. Screaming at the night, Cursing the day.
She could feel you ever growing. She knew that pretty soon she'd be showing. How could she have destroyed her life this way?Who would take her in? Where would she stay? Her mother couldn't reach her. And her daddy the preacher Told her she had to leave right away.
They packed her suitcase with her clothes. Said God only knows. What we have done wrong. But it's just another story written in a song. They tryed to cover you as if you never were. Disregarding feelings, disregarding her.Now she's lost her way.Screaming at the night. Cursing at the day.
They found your cold body wrist slit. Blood staining the ground. No one knows your secret. No one heard a sound. And daddy the preacher. And mama the teacher. In their silence are bound.The only thing they could say. Is that there daughter somehow lost her way. Screaming at the night. Cursing at the day.
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