A girl her name was Hill a deathroll mystery she had no friends they say they all tired of (play) At first they were amused she played it such a fool but soon it tired thin her friends they saw right through At first she acted higher a good friend's hard to find but then she was a lier crumble in the hind So then she was alone and not a soul to lie she started up a hill and thought that she could fly At first she acted higher a good friend's hard to find but then she was a lier crumble in the hind If she starts to think I wonder why I am she smacks her hands in her head and story's told again And if she starts to think I wonder why I am she smacks her hands in her head and story's told again Now she wonders why floating in the sky watching all her friends laugh until they cry At first she acter higher a good friend's hard to find but then she was a lier crumble in the hind If she starts to think I wonder why I am she smacks her hands in head and story's told again And if she starts to think I wonder why I am she smacks her hands in head and story's told again
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