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Once I heard a story about a little girl
It wasn't a fairytale so dont listen child
It dont invlad princess or maskulin heros
It's all about the little girl
And her life
She had a father, was around middle age
He had a hobby
To beat the girls sweet face
She had a mother
You couldn't call mum
She had affairs with others and
Didn't take notice of the girl
Sweet
Sweet little child
Run for youre life while you can
You might die in the end if they'll catch you
She hade blisters on her feet and dust on the dress
She doesn't say a word,
Don't even make a noice
When her father beats her til she bleeds
So please
Help her while you can
Why dont you care
When she runs so scared
So sweet
Sweet little child
Please run for youre life while you can
You might die in the end if they'll catch you
It wasn't a fairytale so dont listen child
It dont invlad princess or maskulin heros
It's all about the little girl
And her life
She had a father, was around middle age
He had a hobby
To beat the girls sweet face
She had a mother
You couldn't call mum
She had affairs with others and
Didn't take notice of the girl
Sweet
Sweet little child
Run for youre life while you can
You might die in the end if they'll catch you
She hade blisters on her feet and dust on the dress
She doesn't say a word,
Don't even make a noice
When her father beats her til she bleeds
So please
Help her while you can
Why dont you care
When she runs so scared
So sweet
Sweet little child
Please run for youre life while you can
You might die in the end if they'll catch you
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