I want my angel back,
My little girl,
The one with flowing blond hair.
I miss her so much,
I miss everything about her.

I have one question for you:
Is she still with you?
Is she still you?
Your psyche is gone,
You can't stop shivering.
If only you could remember,
Happiness existed before.

The drugs have played with your mind;
Your hyperkinitic,
Sleep deprived.
Are you only a shell?
I remember this beautiful person,
I remember this beautiful soul,
But I think she is no more.
 
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