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I am the girl you bring home to momma I am a person without a care I am the shoulder that you cry on And I am the one with no one there I am the person who tries and fails The one who creates her own hell
We’ve always shared the words we never speak
I’m lost A simple fact but true They tell me where to go But it just won’t do I want freedom, I want power But I feel like an ant Standing next to a tower I had big dreams
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