April
Thursday 20 March 2008 photo 7/7
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"They teach her to be nothing at all
They teach her to shut up
And to sit where they want her to
Silence is touching her, combing her hair
Paint her lips like Rembrandt, her eyes like silver suns
We want you to follow the rules we made
If you obey your nature
You'll be sent to a shady prison cell
We're gonna teach you to shut up
And sit where we want you to"
They teach her to shut up
And to sit where they want her to
Silence is touching her, combing her hair
Paint her lips like Rembrandt, her eyes like silver suns
We want you to follow the rules we made
If you obey your nature
You'll be sent to a shady prison cell
We're gonna teach you to shut up
And sit where we want you to"
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