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Poor babe
He made you perfect
We have made you hell.
Innocence
Here means nothing
Let me be the first to wish you goodbye
Goodbye
You perfect creature
Walk the lie
If you don't, we'll teach you.

Poor babe
You never stood a chance
Poor babe
You don't know a thing
And I'm so envious
Of you
Poor babe
It wasn't meant to last
I happened all too fast
All apologies aside
I wish I would have further tried
To make this world a better place
Where you could live and laugh and play
Alone the heir of this bitter place
Make it mold it lacerate it
Make it beautiful I pray
Make it beautiful
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Poor babe
You never stood a chance
Poor babe
It's out of your hands
So
Pray