Ballerina
Tippy toes Tippy toes
Don't loss your grip
Rows after rows
Deeper than bones
The whole burns faster than coal
Melodies in my head
That cannot erase the memory
My white tutu now red
No remedy
Only the memory
Your bottle going over my head
Tippy toes Tippy toes
Here you come
I could not run
Are you listening hon?
I heard about the sparkling glitter
Don't hit her
Fly away fly away
The tutu bird tutu bird
Could not stop your tippy toes
Tippy Toes Tippy Toes
Don't spin too fast
My head going around and around
Unable to stop and grasp the shining light from up above
Jump jump jump goes the tutu bird
Fly away fly away
Tippy Toes Tippy Toes
Don't jump too high
You might fall and break unbearable heights
Broken inside
Possibly already dead outside
Tippy Toes Tippy Toes
New shoes new ribbons
There you go to prison
There I go, there I go
Here comes the tutu bird
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