She’s brittle and broken,
she’s shallow and unopen.
She is thinking for her safety,
there are only animal instincts.
Her eyes are fierce, the eyes of a predator
She is staring unwaveringly in to the eyes of her prey.
They offer her a place to stay, a fire and warm embrace
They offer her a place to stay, but she won’t stay
No, there’s no way
‘cause the fire will burn out some day
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