Dressed like a whore again
Crawl on the floor again
You're begging for more again
For how it used to be
Still trying to find the taste
Still trying to find the place
Still trying to win the race
The way you used to
Just like it used to be
Before the gravity
Just like it used to be
Dressed like a homecoming queen
Face of the prettiest thing
Just like in a magazine
Demanding affection
Standing tall and proud
Feel your head in the clouds
Thinking there's no way down
Back to solid ground
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