She's seventeen,
And gets to thinking,
About Prom reyna and partying,
Can't get her head on straight,
But has to try before it's too late,
But I don't think she has a chance,
I know you, you know me,
But you're too proud to ipakita me,
The way you really see the world,
I'm here to help,
And I'm sure it feels like hell,
Come take my hand we'll fly away to promised lands,
What are you running from?
Why can't you just see that this through?
When you're Nawawala in life I will try,
Oh, I'll try, yeah, I'll try,
To find you.
Please believe,
That we aren't just here,
Sitting watch you do your thing,
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