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• Artiste: Hayley Jane
• Titre: Midnight
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I'm feeling wasted I feel abused I need everything I have to lose I'm sick of being mad I'm sick of being sad I'm ready for the rapture I might as well be dead Speak little dolly; Give me a clue To the secret to be Half as pretty as you I need the porcelain I need the gears Because I know that if I don't I will end up in tears I don't care if you say I'm pretty I don't care if you say I'm nice All I know is when the clock strikes twelve; Nothing is ever right- Because it's midnight. Give me the needle Give me the pills I need her papers I have no will I'm used to sickness I'm used to pain I hate the sunshine; I love the rain. My mind is recovering From an overdose I know that if I blink, The stitches will show I need the surgeon I need the skin Because I know that if I don't The demons will win I don't care if you say I'm pretty I don't care if you say I'm nice All I know is when the clock strikes twelve; Nothing is ever right- Because it's midnight. Trapped between today and tomorrow There is a place where strange things dwell There's no time There is no stopping There is no Heaven 'cause it's Hell I don't care if you say I'm pretty I don't care if you say I'm nice All I know is when the clock strikes twelve; Nothing is ever right- Because it's midnight.