Oh, Felizimarie
The girl whose not free
The girl who doesn't agree
To help you, please let us be
We know you're hurt
Broken and bruised
Don't be an introvert
We're here to give you comfort
You're trapped in an isle
An isle close to be hostile
But it's not for a while
You're there, so please smile
Destined, you are there
Can't escape, can't bare
The pain alone, and despair
We are here to give you care
With the ability to aid
The isle and everything—unafraid
Oh, please drop that blade!
We won't let you be dismayed
We will give you hope
Not a necklace of rope!
Won't let you fall down the slope
Nor push you down the tightrope
Help is not coming, dear
Because help is already here
You protected the isle for years
Now, it's our turn to shield you—truly sincere
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