Broken dreams of flyin birdsd 
irty hands on skinny arms 
just hanging down her shoulders 
like a deadly young old tree 
and a bit of blood rollin', gently down her nose 
on the floor the princess, strikes the pose 
say goodbye to angel dust 
the only angel that you trust 
dirty fingers on her hands 
doin’ stuff that she can't stand 
opening doors don't want to see 
and closin one she wanna be 
broken wings by the real world 
princess diving on her own, 
on the floor the princess, strikes the pose 
say goodbye to angel dust 
the only angel that you trust 
the floor is cold 
her blood too hot 
the pain could go 
just with one shot 
sleep little princess 
one last caress 
one last pearl of blood 
rollin on your world 
so slow 
she almost touches 
the rainbow 
sometimes I do wonder

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