Stuff
with this pain in her head
she is wearing straight..........
she´d like to be dead
HELP
Why doesn´t anybody help her
Why doesn´t anybody free her
She can´t stand it anymore
She knows
the stuff, dreams are made of
She can´t get enough
of what dreams are made of
And the pills did not help her
she needs harder stuff
she want´s it so badly
she can´t get enough
Love
Why doesn´t anybody love her
Why doesn´t anybody free her
There is only one cure
She knows
The stuff, dreams are made of
She can´t get enough
of what dreams are made of
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She knows
the stuff, dreams are made of
She can´t get enough
of what dreams are made of
She is feeling so lonely
with this pain in her head
she is wearing straight ..........
she´d like to be dead
HELP
Why doesn´t anybody help her
Why doesn´t anybody free her
She can´t stand it anymore
She knows
the stuff, dreams are made of
She can´t get enough
of what dreams are made of