As you wake up in a cold sweat Little girl, what goes on in your head? All this hatred in your heart, yet I mourn the most for all the things that I never said
Don’t make me go through this again You’re not real and I can’t pretend This story is over, I ripped out the end Tell me, who are you, then?
What have they done to us? What have they done to us? What have they done to us? What have they done to us?
