Seems like it's always midnight
Sweepin' up broken glass after every
Cowboys and Indians, heteros and gays
Blacks and whites and all
She's not afraid
She just likes to use her night light
When
two money makers
one fallen star
three more that swam ashore then
She woke up in a town made of quick sand
Gets
I'm not so sure where we're going
Can you tell me
I am barely stable
I am afraid to be alone
I am
As if the world stopped turnin?
And feelin? safe, just slipped
Last night I slept in a bed of tears
But I
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