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Ridin high, when I was king. Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything. Walked away, won me then, But easy come and easy go; And it would end.
I need you to understand. Tried so hard to be your girl, the kind of girl you want in the end; Only then can I begin to live again.
An empty shell, I used to be. Shadows of my life Was hangin over me. A broken girl, without a throne. Won't even stand the devils dance to win my soul.
Beggin, beggin you
I'm fighting hard, to hold my own. No, I just can't make it all alone. I'm holdin on, I can't fall back, Now that big brass ring is a shade of black.
I need you to understand. Tried so hard to be your girl, the kind of girl you want in the end; Only then can I begin to live again.
An empty shell, I used to be. Shadows of my life Was hangin over me. A broken girl, without a throne. Won't even stand the devils dance to win my soul.
Beggin, beggin you
I'm fighting hard, to hold my own. No, I just can't make it all alone. I'm holdin on, I can't fall back, Now that big brass ring is a shade of black.
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