Baby Woodrose - Twilight Princess | Текст песни

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• Baby Woodrose
• Twilight Princess

She changes her face almost daily
Keeping her name a second guess
Voicing her presence her lately
A twilight princess

She lives in a room with no mirrors
Selling her soul for more or less
Lost in the turmoil of a fever
A twilight princess

She dances the dark away wildly
Treading a mile above the mess
So perfectly twisted and unlikely
A twilight princess

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