She's a Living Dead Girl,
with no strength to go on...
Pain goes in, Pain comes out.
The room is spinning, I fall to the ground...
Every Thought reminds me of my pain,
Every Thought brings me more pain...
She's a Living Dead Girl,
with no strength to go on...
They Said.
She always smiles, they said...
Good-Bye
To hear the sound of your voice...
They call it depression, |