she's confused and somehow trembles
why does she suddenly feel sick?
it's her life but she still gambles
what to choose? why? damn, just pick!
she thinks of blood and death all the time
hoping happiness will arrive one day
she fills her glass with gin and lime
i can't help her
set on self-destruction mode
sometimes i wonder just how
little it took her to overload
she lies there totally motionless
now she will sleep in her new bed
where? you can just guess
i couldn't help her
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