A girl lost her innocence
when there was no one to care
so she begins to age
while the Furies stare

They have plans for the princess
hiding within her spirit
yet she's slowly dying
and she can never know it

because she's just a dream in a 12 year old's head
and they'll never know that they're all really dead
the paths that they've chosen, to tragedies they've led
now their lives balance on a thread

Eldritch memories
of your murders in dreams
blood at the scene
of who loved you, it seems

Crying dull fire
tore the ends off the sheets
and sugar coats all of
the caramel streets

Lick off the terror
and kill all my glory
just fucking admit it
it's me you're ignoring

I may just be a dream in a 12 year old's head
but it may surprise you, I'm nowhere near dead
if this really is a dream, I will question no more
little girls have a sick sense of humor