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Cold hearts, left her on the street
With broken bones and missing teeth
Is she dead or fast asleep?
Who cares it's all the same to me
Dreams of pop or slab or cracks
Mothers broke her mother's back
Stealing everything she lacks
Keep on walking faster, don't look back
Don't look back
She faceless and she's nameless
Unlike a dollar bill
There's not much left of who she is
From what they saw some chills
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
Cold blood, left her all alone
With no change for the payphone
No spot for her on the front
People passing by they drum drum drum
On cellphones all day long
Improvised arrhythmic songs
Who knew the days could be so long
How the hell could the world be so wrong
Be so wrong
She faceless and she's nameless
Unlike a dollar bill
There's not much left of who she is
From what they saw some chills
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
Misery knows Lola
Apathy knows Lola
No one else knows Lola
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
No one knows you're Lola
Cold feet, left her on the run
Driving too close to the sun
Strangers eyes like glowing guns
Mind and heart both weigh a ton
We're all living on our way
Never thinking, always scared
We're too blind to even care
Keep talking round, don't go there
Don't go there
She faceless and she's nameless
Unlike a dollar bill
There's not much left of who she is
From what they saw some chills
Lola was produced by Emune.