1. I often have a feeling Like I'm a little girl in the big cruel world So small but so substantial Like a metal gun shining through the fog I'm like a flower on the open road They tried to trample down My life consisted of the shades of dark With the rare sunshine.
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Now all bad things are behind And the heavy pouring rain Coming down,running out Tryna take away my pain. Bracing breath of the wind And the heavy pouring rain Coming down and withered Flower comes alive again
2. I often have a feeling Like I'm a little girl not of this cruel world I dyed my hair dark brown But my cherry lips they are always red If I smoked I would take some cigarettes But I don't have to I like how smoking looks I like bad things It's so attractive
It's hard,it hurts, But I'll stay strong There is no rest I do my best. I'm broken down, I am so tired, I'm strong,I'll stand Until the end.