WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE GIRL MY MUMMA USED TO TUCK ME INTO BED AND SHE READ ME A STORY IT ALWAYS WAS ABOUT A PRINCES IN DISTRESS AND HOW A PRINCE WOULD SAVE HER AND END UP WITH A GLORY I LIE IN BED AND THINK ABOUT THE PERSON THAT I WANTED TO BE THEN I REALIZE THAT THE FAIRYTALE LIFE WASN'T FOR ME I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE CINDERELLA SITTING IN A DARK COLD DUSTY CELLAR WAITING FOR SOMEBODY TO COME AND SET ME FREE I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE SO I M WAITING FOR A HANDSOME PRINCE TO COME AND SAVE ME OH I WILL SURVIVE UNLESS HE SEE ME BY MY SIDE DON'T WANNA BE NO,NO NO ONE ELSE I RATHER RESCUE MYSELF...(MORE THAT I DON'T KNOW WELL)AT THE END:I COULD SAVE MY OWN DRAGON I COULD DREAM MY OWN DREAMS MY ONE SHINING ARMOR IS ME SO IM GONNA SET ME FREE LIKE CINDERELLA COLD DUSTY CELLAR (AND CHORUS)...
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