Get some sleep, darling
Things will look better
In the mourning
Things will look better, and
Nobody will know
Don’t worry that your eyes
Are bleeding
And your face is sullen
And swollen with fright
Nobody will notice your throbbing
Head
Or your quivering, lonely lip
Nobody will notice that your
Wings have been clipped
Girl, you’re grounded now
Get some sleep, Love
Things will look better
In the mourning
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Also could be interpreted like, "Oh, snap!" if you don't like it.
Also could be interpreted like, "Oh, snap!" if you don't like it.
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Don't you Dare
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