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She was a good girl
But she was lost in the city life

Addicted to the pearls
And the flaws of the city nights

Everything came with a twirl
Dressed so pretty nice

But underneath that world
Lay a beige greedy heist

But she cared less, cos she was looking for something

Regardless, any of anything was better than nothing

She couldn’t envision going back to Kansas
She’d rather live here with the Marilyn-Mansons

Downtown by the Strip, that’s where she came alive

Every fancy saddle, she’ll always wanna ride

But in between all the shoes and cars
Booze and bars
Her roots stood far

She wasn’t one of them but she fit in nice
A preacher’s daughter, muted with a cloned disguise

She knew all the gospel songs, and even read that book
But none of those teachings, could take away from the effects of her look

Brunette, 21…

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