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She had a mental problem
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She couldn't concentrate
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She was her own delusion
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She was her own mistake
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She did a lot of acid
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To put the voices down
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And one day at her birthday
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They found her hanging upside down
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They say she lived her life on the avenue
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They say she cried from the weight of her spit
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They claim they were the only ones that she ever knew
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Ah, but why are they weeping now?
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When she was alive they were not around
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They were lost in their own abyss
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We met in the gutter
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We shared a smoke or two
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I told about my mother
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She showed me her tattoo
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She went out through the city
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Got lost in Fulton Town
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And one day at her birthday
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They found her hanging upside down
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They say she live her life an American
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They say she whored herself for pills
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They claim they offered her their helping hand
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But the talk's all the same to me
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They call themselves her family
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It just makes me ill
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