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Radioactivity Room
So early in the morning the nuns wake her up and send her to the west wing, they took her there and tied to a room in this radioactive room of the west wing... Horrible even if painless, terribly boring and she hated to do everything about the west wing.... They turned her radioactive and she didn't even wanna know why, she was so angry she couldn't go out, escape... She had to be locked in her room and stay there far from everyone, not to contaminate anyone....
Where
Where is my mind
Coz they did mind
When I was wrong
They told me I was strong
When I showed my light
They told me I got no flight
I was flying for real
But they got me fear
So I learned I was creep
And I stopped to treat
As if I was happy
For they were all so shabby
Coz they did mind
When I was wrong
They told me I was strong
When I showed my light
They told me I got no flight
I was flying for real
But they got me fear
So I learned I was creep
And I stopped to treat
As if I was happy
For they were all so shabby
The Tiger
It was raining again and she couldn't go out with her dogs.... She was spending some time in her room.... The circus was downtown .... She could see the big top from her window and she hated it...
Suddenly someone knocked at her door and the nuns entered without any invitation... They were holding a leash and there was a tiger .... A big white tiger and she was watching her right in her eyes.... Without saying a word they got out leaving the tiger there .....!
Suddenly someone knocked at her door and the nuns entered without any invitation... They were holding a leash and there was a tiger .... A big white tiger and she was watching her right in her eyes.... Without saying a word they got out leaving the tiger there .....!
Like Escape
It's clear the rain
Cannot restrain
The need to climb
The wall to find
What's outside there
The rain is mere
On the street
I wet my feet
Don't need to talk
Just a little walk
Can be so fine
Turn on a dime
Cannot restrain
The need to climb
The wall to find
What's outside there
The rain is mere
On the street
I wet my feet
Don't need to talk
Just a little walk
Can be so fine
Turn on a dime
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