Little girl, Little girl Why are you crying Inside your restless soul Your heart is dying Little one, Little one Your Soul is purging Of love and razor blades Your blood is surging...
What have I become my sweetest friend? Everyone i know goes away in the end...
Nothing ever bothers her She just wants to love herself...
I"m so happy Coz today i found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly But that's okay Coz so are you...
Don't it make you smile when the sun don't shine, shine at all.
