I dedicate this song to all the people who're going through tough times.
Words and Music by T. Nakayama
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This is the story of a girl who's fighting.
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1st verse
People call you “bad girl”
The flames and smoke and abuse you hurl
You wonder why you were born into this world.
You do everything
Booze ‘n pills, so many things
And go with men with money wanting whatever money brings.
“Aren’t you sad, aren’t you hurt”, says he,
“Leave me the hell alone” is your plea
You hit the city snapping, “How am I supposed to be”.
Chorus:
Off the rush hour train at half past eight
Tell me why you shed the tears in the cold stairway.
You know, I know…
2nd verse:
Your mother has a busy life
Living with another guy.
Nobody knows if your father lives or died.
You’re only eighteen
You think you won’t live to be thirty
You don’t give a damn as long as you’re totally free.
But so many times you’ve cut your arm,
So many open wounds deep in your heart.
Chorus: repeats
Bridge:
She cried, she thought, she hurt, she fought – she ran through the darkest hour.
She feared, she shuddered, she screamed, she muttered, but she believed
There’s a place at the end of the world she could call heaven.
For so long, she has lived feeling bereaved.
Chorus: 1st time repeats, 2nd time:
I don’t know how to fill the void in your heart
But I sure know who you really are.
I know…. I do know.
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