Anita Lane
Anita Lane
Anita Lane
Anita Lane
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Anita Lane
You said "The world's a girl
And I'm taking her apart"
And when I cried you said
"Beggar girl, laugh"
When my protests went wild
You brushed me aside
Like the finger of a child
When I closed my eyes
You took me from the pedestal
Down to the abyss
My soul was but consumed
I thought you were inspired
But you were just possessed
Now I have moved on
Your face is nearly gone
But your words hold me still
Silence to my will
You said "The world's a girl
And I'm taking her apart"
And when I cried you said
"Beggar girl, laugh"
Now I have moved on
Your face is nearly gone
But your words hold me still
Silence to my will