When to hide? When to lie?
My lungs are black and still, my heart is blue.
How many roads must a girl walk down? - 42
How many guys must I avoid?
My hands are shaky and still, my body is cold.
Bruises, Cruises,
Jolies and dollies.
Why to blind? Why to slide?
Why to play and Why to pray?
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