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She had stared into the abyss so much it infected her.
Left her soul drained so well you could see it
In her mascara stained eyes; not many could tell,
Hell the guys used her well. Dried up to rot her end she plots,
Looking at the insects that climb over her lips
She wondered if she'd ever be seen as beautiful again

She didn't know the prices
That came with her many vices
Trapped deep in her soul she cries
While on the outside
She tries to lie

Many want to ask
How it felt when her soul was taken to task
If the boys knew what she couldn't ask

But what they don't know
Is she tried to scream no
Yet the word wouldn't go
For the rope
Dug into her throat

Now she sits as ghost
Waiting to see the boys souls
She knows the plan
she has them in her hand

The insects the climb
From the dirt to solve the crime
Only a short time

"Til the boys souls are mine"

Description
She had stared into the abyss so much it infected her.
Left her soul drained so well you could see it
In her mascara stained eyes; not many could tell,
Hell the guys used her well. Dried up to rot her end she plots,
Looking at the insects that climb over her lips
She wondered if she'd ever be seen as beautiful again

She didn't know the prices
That came with her many vices
Trapped deep in her soul she cries
While on the outside
She tries to lie

Many want to ask
How it felt when her soul was taken to task
If the boys knew what she couldn't ask

But what they don't know
Is she tried to scream no
Yet the word wouldn't go
For the rope
Dug into her throat

Now she sits as ghost
Waiting to see the boys souls
She knows the plan
she has them in her hand

The insects the climb
From the dirt to solve the crime
Only a short time

"Til the boys souls are mine"