I have spit on pinces face
I have kicked the frogs ass
I have been raped by the bad wolf
Took off my buffy dress
colored my eyes in black
just to pretend they're not red
cause i've passed my last night crying
cried like a child
who once believed in fairytales... and now its over
I do not lure nightingales
I do not lost my shoes on stairs
I won't be layed down like a dead one
Waiting for a real love kiss
From forever loved guy
I spit on princes face
I kicked the frogs ass
I have been raped by the bad wolf again
I'm a cat who wears buskins
And i'm ready for war
I wont be here waiting
for the forever loved prince kiss me with a real love kiss
Feel the taste of juicy apple
With no poison
Work hard and make your own party dress
with no magic
the night must not end at midnight
the last valse don't need to be last one
The rose can't be your soul
you only need to face the beast
but theres no beauty within
you damaged the tale
now dont you cry
the truth is all you have
prize this
and it is freedom, baby
But i'm sure no one told you
about bitter taste the truth could have
the ugly face of truth
dont you cry
one day you will realize the magic between
and will be real
I have kicked the frogs ass
I have been raped by the bad wolf
Took off my buffy dress
colored my eyes in black
just to pretend they're not red
cause i've passed my last night crying
cried like a child
who once believed in fairytales... and now its over
I do not lure nightingales
I do not lost my shoes on stairs
I won't be layed down like a dead one
Waiting for a real love kiss
From forever loved guy
I spit on princes face
I kicked the frogs ass
I have been raped by the bad wolf again
I'm a cat who wears buskins
And i'm ready for war
I wont be here waiting
for the forever loved prince kiss me with a real love kiss
Feel the taste of juicy apple
With no poison
Work hard and make your own party dress
with no magic
the night must not end at midnight
the last valse don't need to be last one
The rose can't be your soul
you only need to face the beast
but theres no beauty within
you damaged the tale
now dont you cry
the truth is all you have
prize this
and it is freedom, baby
But i'm sure no one told you
about bitter taste the truth could have
the ugly face of truth
dont you cry
one day you will realize the magic between
and will be real

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