She's dreaming in dirty kitchens and laundry rooms
Mm.. working eighteeen horus a day in her age of bloom
'allow molestations' her boss says, 'keeep a smiling face'
How will she stand for one more day in this stinking place

That black day
She takes out her guns and fires
Bullets pierce their heads
Everyone in blood creeping to the the exit door

She's singing a lullaby

As she swings her knife to slice
Watches them drawn in blood
Lighting up a cigarette and drooping ashes to thier eyes

Wakes suddenly out of her dreams by an ill mannered curse
Guys shouting at her for more drink and to raise her skirt
Stares out the window rainy street and screaming cars
Feels a little hope to find someone to heal her scars

That black day
She's burning the place to the ground
She can breathe the smoke and spit the fire
To the face of everyone

She's singing a lullaby

Tryning not to step on the blood
While her weapons gently firing around
She 's happier than anyone

Day will come
Someone will take your hand
Get you out of this crowd
Choking smoke and the suffocating traffic jam
You're gonna be somewhere else
Away from this nouseous place
Where you can make your chıldhood dreams come true
İn a garden where the poppeis grow

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