She’s living alone, only twenty years old.
She’s surviving in a world so cold.
Her only friend is her destruction.
She fell into the hands of heroine’s seduction.
She sells her body but not her heart.
All she needs is a fresh start.
But no one’s around to hear her cries,
With a needle in her vein, she reaches new highs.
With the smell of sadness and cheap perfume,
She awaits the next nameless face in a hotel room.
Her mind belongs to the drugs, her body to the men.
Will she ever win?
She closes her eyes tight,
Ready for another sleepless night.
Her hair is black as well as her bruises.
She wants to stop but there are always new excuses.
The drugs and abuse are driving her crazy.
Her world has gotten hazy.
Her body’s thin and her eyes are dull.
Her heart’s so frozen, how could it possibly thaw?
