Wicked

She does her best to please the wicked She grew up thinking she was afflicted They condemned her and her youth Now you can feel her truth She holds her breath when you speak She waits till death cause she's weak Oh burry her You've done before She sits with thoughts all alone But you've flooded hers with your own If she stands she will beaten She plays the game you always win Forced down She'll drown Let be Beastly Beastly She holds her breath when you speak She waits till death cause she's weak Oh burry her You've done before