[intro-spoken] This is not going to be easily understood. You have to pay very very close attention to the story And hopefully you'll be able to get the meaning out of it that I put into it. But if not I'm sorry... Veronica Chappelle was a Kansas City chick That liked to talk with conviction and slams of wittiness She like to feel on my hands and make sure I paid attention Always interested in what I had to say, she listened Her father treated her like she was just a slave in prison She loved him very much and wouldn't dare to raise against him I wanted her to let me pay a visit to him Cause she'd come over to my house abrased and thick with bruises Wouldn't let me know he was abusive in her young days She used to freeze my soul and break it with this one phrase: "One day we're gonna meet at the beach, and that's the end." Disgrace is something I could never truly comprehend And didn't try Didn't have a lotta friends just different guys who like to get her high Then strip her flat physique and lick her thighs We met in eighth grade and clicked ever since Her bus stop was last so I never saw her house and never went A lotta guys tried to fuck her and most of 'em did But I never asked for more than a friend My boys was like, "she's just a dumb slut with bare legs that wears red and talks like a fuckin airhead" But she was brilliant though they just didn't know that She never had a clever reply to throw back She'd just seduce 'em calmy with her beauty Always potent go to the bar and find a new guy to walk back home with I'd give her a disappointed gaze but she'd creep into my spinal column with her little phrase Which had me steadily in love But she was heavy into drugs She'd get high and tell me about the heaven up above Like she knew what made her soul so magnificent On psychadelics or a dosage of lithium Blotter postage and ferocious barbiturates No dope, fuckin on some horse pills and MiniThins Lysergic acid had her tremblin French kissing off the double stack With the Hearts minted in She used to watch my back, she used to say: "Backstabbers are frail, so dogs are smart When they chase their tail" She kept me amazed She kept my soul and made my life with her phrase 3:08 a.m. I get a call on my phone Something's wrong I can tell by JoJo's tone He said "Veronica was hit by a train. She committed suicide. Told you that that bitch was insane." I hung up the phone with a rush of tears in my eyes. Bloodstream cool but I was really not surprised I must've lied in bed for hours maybe even days Thinkin bout she probably used to play me with that phrase And talked like she was a mermaid with a great soul Like she was an angel She'd grab my life and take control I'd see her at the beach and... It would be good....it would be fine [sound of waves and gulls over words] Let me cry for my angel. As long as the soul is great... Life is great. She's my angel. My angel will save you. Tapped me on my shoulder. But when I open my eyes, no one is there... It's her. Thanks to V Balayan
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[intro-spoken] This is not going to be easily understood. You have to pay very very close attention to the story And hopefully you'll be able to get the meaning out of it that I put into it. But if not I'm sorry... Veronica Chappelle was a Kansas City chick That liked to talk with conviction and slams of wittiness She like to feel on my hands and make sure I paid attention Always interested in what I had to say, she listened Her father treated her like she was just a slave in prison She loved him very much and wouldn't dare to raise against him I wanted her to let me pay a visit to him Cause she'd come over to my house abrased and thick with bruises Wouldn't let me know he was abusive in her young days She used to freeze my soul and break it with this one phrase: "One day we're gonna meet at the beach, and that's the end." Disgrace is something I could never truly comprehend And didn't try Didn't have a lotta friends just different guys who like to get her high Then strip her flat physique and lick her thighs We met in eighth grade and clicked ever since Her bus stop was last so I never saw her house and never went A lotta guys tried to fuck her and most of 'em did But I never asked for more than a friend My boys was like, "she's just a dumb slut with bare legs that wears red and talks like a fuckin airhead" But she was brilliant though they just didn't know that She never had a clever reply to throw back She'd just seduce 'em calmy with her beauty Always potent go to the bar and find a new guy to walk back home with I'd give her a disappointed gaze but she'd creep into my spinal column with her little phrase Which had me steadily in love But she was heavy into drugs She'd get high and tell me about the heaven up above Like she knew what made her soul so magnificent On psychadelics or a dosage of lithium Blotter postage and ferocious barbiturates No dope, fuckin on some horse pills and MiniThins Lysergic acid had her tremblin French kissing off the double stack With the Hearts minted in She used to watch my back, she used to say: "Backstabbers are frail, so dogs are smart When they chase their tail" She kept me amazed She kept my soul and made my life with her phrase 3:08 a.m. I get a call on my phone Something's wrong I can tell by JoJo's tone He said "Veronica was hit by a train. She committed suicide. Told you that that bitch was insane." I hung up the phone with a rush of tears in my eyes. Bloodstream cool but I was really not surprised I must've lied in bed for hours maybe even days Thinkin bout she probably used to play me with that phrase And talked like she was a mermaid with a great soul Like she was an angel She'd grab my life and take control I'd see her at the beach and... It would be good....it would be fine [sound of waves and gulls over words] Let me cry for my angel. As long as the soul is great... Life is great. She's my angel. My angel will save you. Tapped me on my shoulder. But when I open my eyes, no one is there... It's her. Thanks to V Balayan
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