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Diary Of She
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Written for a friend, and also for myself. Listen to the lyrics...
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Andie Hall
2003
The Mental Crucifixion of Andrea Hall
Tue Aug 28, 2007
Rock : Goth Rock
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About the song
Hey Toni, this is for you!
Lyrics
Interests growing, oh my keen sense of life
Daphadills are pretty, you'd tell me in spite
Practically dying, infinate reproaches
Time will tell the light from the darkness

But who am I to question the rules to the game of life and what a human am I to judge the difference between wrong and right?
Oh, I'm alright, I'm alright, but she is not
She's lonely and she needs love

I never have been sure what I'm looking for
A jewel or a cross, or maybe my human nature
Between splitting curls and breaking skin
Talk is cheap if you're rich enough
And bankers buy the buff, but now to my dismay
They're paying my living expenses

But who am I to question the rules to the game of life?
And what a human am I to judge the difference between wrong and right?
Oh, I'm alright, I'm alright, but she is not
She's lonely and she needs love

She lives in a room colored by perfume
All of the memories aching like disease
Happiness is a virtue that Santa Clause rewards
Jack Frost is on vacation, and Dads home with the flu

I feel sorry for this girl, but what a human am I to judge the perills of wrong and right when GOd knows I'm alright, but she is not, she's lonely
Could you be there to heal her?
This pain is too much to bear
And she's saying she doesn't care anymore

Oh the triggers, oh the life
Staring down the barrel of a gun
Her own criminal mastermind
And she knows not what life is
And he knows not what life is
And they know not what life is
And I know not what life is

I feel sorry for this girl, but what a human am I to judge the perills of wrong and right when GOd knows I'm alright, but she is not, she's lonely
Could you be there to heal her?
This pain is too much to bear
And she's saying she doesn't care anymore