I'm studying history in the heart of a capital
I've got my milk in can.
I live in a flat and my rights are egial
to rights of all the men.
But my darling is dead.
There's nothing I fear nobody hurts me
nobody murders me, then.
I've three guys courting me
and buying me cigarettes.
But my darling is dead.
When I am sick mom phones to delivery
service asking for Japanese set.
I lay in my bed and daddy
will came back soon with some meds.
But my darling is dead I'll never see him upset.
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