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I get more personally concerned because Like my husband we have six kids and They're worried about there being enough time The fear factor is: can we do it, can we make it successful and can I still smoke? These broken wings Fly away from this broken world These broken wings Fly away from this broken world Fly away Daddy's little girl Alone in this cold world, reality'll make your toes curl She's an angel but she's caught up in the devil's hold So the trials and tribulations made her sell her soul So confused, she can't close the open wounds So consumed, nothing left but the smoking fumes Have you seen her lately? Hot like a pizza oven I seen her meet with this pimp, I'm thinking he was Russian They saying she's disgusting, I'm saying cease the judgement 'Cause everybody plays the fool, she just needs some loving A shell of herself, far cry from days past She used to be the flyest girl in Mrs. Jane's class You'd better change fast, before you're ordered to a state max SongtexteOr your daughter choose the same path You're hurting, you're lonely, only you can stop the hell That's when you realize you are not for sale These broken wings Fly away from this broken world These broken wings Fly away from this broken world She watched his tail lights fading Into the dark Wipes off the bright red lipstick Her calling card An angel with a broken wing, a puppet on a short string Earns a living in between a headboard and a boxspring Tears melt into the sidewalk Sits down, lights up a cigarette She decides right then on the crosswalk Room 209 is her last regret She takes a puff on her cigarette These broken wings Fly away from this broken world These broken wings Fly away from this broken world Aus Songtexte Mania