You figure out the keys to paradise, a strike of luck.
Spending each night intoxicated, a mark in regards to your youth.
Handing over kisses to frogs, not much is left for you supposed 'prince charming'.
A life of the party, running around the streets,
Brightened up by city lights,
While they destroy your eyes,weakening your eye sight,
As you puke to heartbreak, along with the exam you got a lower grade in,
Resulting to the bickering you have with your mother,
An exchange of vile words, enough to have you ripping off your skin,
However , your cowardly nature cannot put an end to your life,
Therefore you smash every club, a cry for help,
Having the universe labeling you a wild girl, one needed for the formation of a party,
An insomniac, avading the loneliness brought along by dusk.
