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The Daughter of Rock and lost soul she was

Smoke in hand,
dark in her eyes,
a leather jacket on her shoulder,
belt of gold
and pants the same.

the daughter of rock she is,
of everyone shes adored and behold.
no one knows how tormented she were;

liquor to wake up tomorrow,
all she wants is to take away the bowl.

13 she is
and a virgin never were.
all of this child disappeared at the same time.

liquor in hand
and smoke in her mouth,
took away her virginity,
shes gone wild,
no meaning in life she have.

getting behind the wheels and drive
daughter of rock and lost soul she were,
never could she found true love.

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Publicerad 2011-09-17 11:14

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"13 she IS"

I used to be a son of rock myself.
I' m a son of THE Rock now.
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