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Carrie's First Sin
Father, Father in Heaven What kind of sin have I driven? Why my friends let this happen? Sorry, but for me, your gates won't open I am so sorry but I am the new Eve This town is my hell and none of them will leave Rain, Holy rain, you won't wash away my pain Not even this small sparkle making me insane Fire, infernal fire, I feel my evil awakens Father, for them your doors won't be opens I can hear these fiends eating my soul Will they still laugh when a sinner is my role? No more chuckles, no more smiles This school's stench is blood and biles Isolation, spoken poison, lynching oration Home prison, lamentation, whores of attention All of them choked me with a bunch of lies Making me believing in these cries Finished, what's left of my cadaver will devour these flies Chris, sweet Chris, will soon join your allies Your mother told me beauty is all you gave Let us see how deep she will admire your grave Sadness and destruction are everything I see Mama, Papa, why me? Dad, Heavenly Father, I am so sorry, but I am the new Eve This town is my only hell and none of them will live
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