hetaliabug

The Rolling Girl, she's always in a dream, She's out of reach, untouchable, Too much noise inside that head of hers, It just hurts too much to say, Oh, it hurts to much to say! No problem! Her words seem natural, Would no one would ever see the cracks? One mistake, Many mistakes, It's just a matter of finding the odd one in the end, It rolls around again One more time, One more time!, Each and every day will be another time, oh, scream it loud, screaming it loud, Roll little girl there's something out there for you! Are you ready yet? Please stop asking me! The future is a haze and I guess that's what is frightening, Some