All the time she makes to pray, the mystery still fades away.
You played the hand you were dealt.
Now she's learning to lie, through tears running dry.
She doesn't know why.
She's done with this ride, let sleeping dogs lie, it can only get better from here.
If it gets worse she won't care.
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