Maybe im not who you think I am,
That girl on the corner of that dark lonely street.
May look innocent sunny and bright,
But am I truly a girl that you'd like to meet?
I have my secrets,
Just like anyone else in this world plagued with war.
Find out who I am and you'll learn them,
Though no one's ventured that far before..
You don't know who I am inside,
You haven't seen the blood I've spilled.
Perhaps I was innocent once..
But remembrance for me, are the lives that I've killed.
Sometimes stuck in moments,
No one else can see or comprehend.
I listen to the gunshots, I hear the bodies drop,
I don't need connections, love, friends.
Then, Goddess there'll be moments I need this world,
When I need the life and love to live.
When I just want to stop giving,
And want someone else to give.
In the end I'll be a soldier,
I'll always live with hate and lies.
Then, they chose me for this solid fact,
I can deal with poor luck and frequent goodbyes.
Do you see that girl on the corner?
With sunny golden hair and those bright blue eyes?
That isn't me, you don't want to meet her,
Me, I'm nothing more then blood and endless lies...