Was she ever seeking consolation
Was she ever prey to the tears
Isn't she reeking of masturbation
Like the rest of us
She learned to dance by herself
Finding peace on intolerance
And the current roaring his name
She learned to free herself
She learned to walk without fear
And with that slightly bowed grace of her
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
She read the books of twilight
But there's no guardian of hers but him
For whom she'd weep and die the death that doesn't die
Oh, she's no friend of mine
I would've been back on my knees in no time
I do not flow in her river
Quick or slow
Was she ever prey to the tears
Isn't she reeking of masturbation
Like the rest of us
She learned to dance by herself
Finding peace on intolerance
And the current roaring his name
She learned to free herself
She learned to walk without fear
And with that slightly bowed grace of her
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
Tightrope walker
She read the books of twilight
But there's no guardian of hers but him
For whom she'd weep and die the death that doesn't die
Oh, she's no friend of mine
I would've been back on my knees in no time
I do not flow in her river
Quick or slow
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