Fallen Girl

Swelling within a night with gin a dog howls at the sin. Swallowing lust within her bust a fitful man will be dust. Destined to reveal a much fevered mate last morn be at her plate. Leaving the home of past to return to a unpleasant task. Fallen girl get up and make this home stand straight. It is you that has played a time or two now make this pain fall away. A time of scorn and hate determined the life that was to break. Torn between two she had the game the girl will play their fate. Smirking with pleasure she forgets the weather. Dark and gloomy the soul is done a passion to be loved is now by none. Fallen girl get up and make this home stand straight. It is you that has played a time or two now make this pain fall away.