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• Artiste: Wendy McNeill
• Titre: Sexy
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She was a white girl with red eyes She had a beautiful smile but rotten insides She could make a party with the toss of her head She never said what she felt just went where she was led She was sexy A body that was wanted She was sexy When she tossed her mind aside Fleeting thoughts of freedom were drowned by luxury No one cared who she was just for the armpiece she could be She lived in desperation for a fix to numb and catch her She thought it was comfort but all it really did was trap her She was sexy A body that was wanted She was sexy when her soul was kept confined Sexy wasn't anything she wanted Sexy that was all they'd ever known Was she sexy with her drug induced drawl? Was she sexy as she staggered down the hall? She sat in pain and solitude In the confines of her crystal room Thinking back on her broken bits of memories She rose to gaze into a mirror It didn't lie it showed Every line which she had done Every line which she had said Every line which she'd been given In the hopes of getting her to bed She was sexy A body that was wanted She was sexy when her soul was kept confined