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The Roof
See the girl sitting on the roof
Life hasn’t always treated her right
The scars on her wrist are proof
Things haven’t gone the way she’d like
Sitting up there
She doesn’t have to listen to her parents fight
She can escape her world
If only for one night
Too many nights have been plagued with nightmares
But when she wakes everything is worse
Then when she had just been asleep
So that every day is a living curse
Sitting on the roof
Her superficial peace lulls her to sleep
Planning never to wake
Giving forever God her soul to keep
