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A girl her name was Hilla deathroll mysteryshe had no friends they saythey all tired of (play)
At first they were amusedshe played it such a foolbut soon it tired thinher friends they saw right through
At first she acted highera good friend's hard to findbut then she was a liercrumble in the hind
So then she was aloneand not a soul to lieshe started up a hilland thought that she could fly
At first she acted highera good friend's hard to findbut then she was a liercrumble in the hind
If she starts to think
I wonder why I amshe smacks her hands in her headand story's told again
And if she starts to think
I wonder why I amshe smacks her hands in her headand story's told again
Now she wonders whyfloating in the skywatching all her friendslaugh until they cry
At first she acter highera good friend's hard to findbut then she was a liercrumble in the hind
If she starts to think
I wonder why I amshe smacks her hands in headand story's told again
And if she starts to think
I wonder why I amshe smacks her hands in headand story's told again
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