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• Artiste: Rising Neptune
• Titre: Look At That Girl
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Look at that girl, in the front of the room Pink lipstick, expensive perfume She's such a prep - cheerleaders should die She's never had to worry 'bout suicide Look at that girl, with her mom and dad Perfect life that I wish I had Do the dishes, go to your room Take it for granted - they always do Look at that girl, with her true love Never neglected, always thought of She's so happy to have someone She's so lucky - wish I was loved Look at that girl, and her rich friends On top of the world, drivin' in her Benz More money is what she says she needs Stuck up slut controlled by greed Look at her, look at that Look at what I don't have Look at this, look at them Look at what I'm missin' Look at that girl, living but dead Does she hear voices in her head? She's such a freak - who would wanna die? Hey, look at that - you made her cry Look at that girl, poppin' pills She must be crazy, mentally ill Who in their right mind would wanna overdose? What's wrong with her? No one knows Look at that girl, at the bus stop A full bookbag is all she's got She's leaving her sad and twisted life Running away, without saying goodbye Look at that girl, crying in her sleep I wonder what's in her saddened dream Life itself has driven her insane No one deserves to feel that pain Look at her, look at that Look at what made her sad Look at this, look at them Look at how she's feelin' Time goes on, tears go by People stare, but don't ask why You would think they would try To help, but no - just watch her cry Rich girls, preppy girls, girls with diamond rings Weird girls, crazy girls, suicidal freaks You don't understand You don't understand You will *never* understand Look at her, look at that Look at what I don't have Look at this, look at them Look at what I'm missin' Look at her, look at that Look at what made her sad Look at this, look at them Look at how she's feelin' Look at her, look at that