So she tries to laugh, but she can't anymore
        
She was looking out the window of her attic 
Her smile covered in the dust of forgotten years 
Her skin never healed of fighting the night 
Her face always afraid of the fears 
Her fists cracked of holding her life 
Her eyes still filled with tears 
Tears, in all those times never dried 
     blup, vrouw, 30 jaar
    
    blup, vrouw, 30 jaar
 
 
 
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