I saw something I was not supposed to see.
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A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me.
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(The kitchen door was open a crack,
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So naively we peeked inside)
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"Oh, darling sister, have they hurt you, have they hurt you?"
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"Oh, Pretty Baby, they won't touch you. They won't touch you again.
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We will fix this incident."
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"I don't want to be seen as a pretty thing
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'Cause it's the pretty things that we're always breaking..."
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(And now she whispers into the mirror:) "I'm broken."
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"Oh doctor, doctor, can you fix me, can you fix me?"
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"Oh Pretty Baby, you're so naive. -- (but it comes off so cute.)
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We don't want to fix you .
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We love you just the way you are."
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The butterfly pinned to the page.
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The nightingale locked in the cage. -- (won't you sing for me?)
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Sing for me, uh-huh.
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Yeah, we love you just the way you are.
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Crushed 'neath fashion magazines.
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Trampled by circus pony dreams. -- (won't you kiss me?)
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Won't you kiss me? uh-huh
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"Oh please, mister, can't you fix me, can't you fix me? (uh-huh)
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Someone, anyone, won't you fix me, won't you fix me? (uh-huh)
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Oh, someone, please, the moon has raped me!
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I can feel it inside me
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Oh, mama, please let someone fix me!
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Let them fix me! (uh-huh)
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Let them fix me!" (uh-huh)
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"So cry yourself to sleep
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Cry yourself to sleep 'cause I am strong and you are weak
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Wait, you are strong, and I am weak
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Fuck -- just cry yourself to sleep"
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The Lament Of Pretty Baby
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