I stared at her blue deep eyes
I was lost on her eyes
The thought it was a deep sea
But it twinkles like a galaxy
She had this doll dressed with red silk tutu-type of skirt
She talks sweetly with a tone of flirt
She said she was just twenty five or something like that
I can't something something using some tone of blunt
I gotta know the story behind her messed silky black hair
I need to know the story of those dark circles under her eyes
I want to know the story behind those laughs mixed with sobs
I would love to hear it all — the reason of those messy look and the pain she bear
I gotta ask her, somewhat like do you have a daughter?
I want to know her by asking do you eat your dinner?
I need to hear her side, ask if she still into the pain she bore
I would love to hear it all — ask her to tell me more
Then it shocked me — from start 'till the end, I've heard it all
From the way she cut her son's head and how does the head roll like it was a ball
The way she kissed her child and hug him like it's still alive and about to play a ball
The reason why it ended up all like this — she's mentally damaged up and all
