Miserable
When all your friends let you down,
and the witch stole your crown
you could drown in sorrow,
and have a permanent frown.
Countless nights to wait,
People of the daytime are afraid
of your dark kaleidoscope eyes
And they run away from the dark night's parade
Walk, walk with me,
we are solitaire in style
Laugh, scream
and you are forever free
and the witch stole your crown
you could drown in sorrow,
and have a permanent frown.
Countless nights to wait,
People of the daytime are afraid
of your dark kaleidoscope eyes
And they run away from the dark night's parade
Walk, walk with me,
we are solitaire in style
Laugh, scream
and you are forever free
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| Auteur: Emmynator | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 juni 2010 | ||
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