She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything
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She goes into her room
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And turns off all the lights
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Gets a candle from her drawer
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Pulls the curtain and then locks the door
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It's the same old thing she wants to be alone night after night
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Got herself into a mess doing what she loves the best
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Flyin to avoid the rest
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything from anybody
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything
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Try to tell her what I see
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and how I thind her mind's
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Dying slowly day by day - but she only smiles and turns away
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Doesn't wanna have to justify herself to anyone
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Why do people nag her when she's only trying to have some fun
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Flyin up twords the sun
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything from anybody
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything from anybody
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Years went by and still
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She claimed to be in control
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Try to grab her on the way down - missed her hand and had to watch her drown
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Even at the end her eyes were open but she couldn't see
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The beauty of the world or at least what she had ment to me
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Why did she fly away
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything from anybody
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She don't want anybody to be there for her
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She don't want anything from anybody
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Flyin
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