Gonna kill us all.
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Oh Sheena kneels
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And prays over the graves,
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And wishes of her god
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To be so brave.
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The roses she had picked
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Fall from her hand,
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Onto the ground which
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Will soon hold her and
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Sheena Bella,
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Sheena Bella.
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Oh Sheena Bella rocks,
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And Sheena Bella sways.
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Oh fetal Sheena
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Counts off her last days
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The colors of the grass,
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The shadows on the floor,
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The precious things that she
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Had no time for
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She was only 4 years old,
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She was barely 4 years old.
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Sheena Bella
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Sheena Bella
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Sheena Bella
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Shenna Bella
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Gonna kill us all.
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Gonna kill us all.
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