Pearl
She is a pyramid...
But with him sheez just a grain of sand..
Does loves too strong like mice and mems
Squeezing out the life that should be laid in
She was a hurricane..caneee..canee...
But now sheez just a gust of wind..
She used to set the sails of a thousand ships
Wasnt for us to be racking with..
She could be a statue of liberty
She could be a Joan of Arc
But heez scared of the light thats inside of her
So he keeps her in the dark
Oh She used to be a pearl...Ohh...
Yeah...she used to rule the world...Ohhhh
Cant believe sheez become a shell of herself..
Coz she used to be a pearl...
She was unstoppable..
Moved fast as light could never lench..
But now sheez stuck dark deep in some man
Wishing that they never ever met..
She could be a statue of liberty..
She could be a Joan of Arc...
But he is scared of the light thats inside of her ..
So he keeps her in the dark
Oh She used to be a pearl...Ohh...
Yeah...she used to rule the world...Ohhhh
Cant believe sheez become a shell of herself
Coz she used to be a....
Do you know that therez a way out..therez a way out..therez a way out..therez a way out..
You know how to be held down..be held down..be held down..be held down...
Coz I used to be a shell...
Yeah I led and ruled my world....
My world ...Ohhh yeahh
But I woke up and grew strong and I can still go on..
And Noone can take my ....Oh...
You dont have to be a shell..No...
Your the one that rules your world..Oh...
You are (?) and you led...You know you can still go on
And you'll always be a pearl..
She is unstoppable
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