I can not be a good girl for you
or good daughter for my mother
You better choose another
Father
bless me and take me to heaven
even if I'm child of sin
Hell is my abode, I mean
I live in my own world
full of dark dreams
There my shaded glory gleams
Perverted mind seduces me
Your voice is so fragile
When wickedness becomes divine
Just give a sign
I hear familiar chant of heart
Your touch is like a challenge
Dare to control and manage
It can be desperate decision
though you will have advantage
I'm wondering a lot, I ask
Will you complete the harder task?
Can I be proud of myself?
Who cares if I don't even care?
I can not be a good girl
© Copyright: Анастасия Безбородова, 2013
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