Girl, I know the hall looks dark
& the storm it seems so scary
Your face lit up on beats of lightning
you start, you [bad word] 
& your eyes are like screaming
& since there is no end and no beginning
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 

Girl, I know the woods look dark
& the trees they seem so deadly
The girls around you are so frightened
& you start, you start to panic
& the courage starts to vanish
& the world, it really is on fire
& it burns
& it burns
& it burns
& it burns

vivian, your life is told through 19 thousand pages
in a world too unreal to behold
Your innocence has faded
Faded all your blues to gray
Your skin has [bad word] through moving days
Glue is peeling back away
Curling, cracking, painted

Girl youve been rolled up in colorful carpets
Your blood [bad word]  look around you
you're froze, you're frozen quiet
& your eyes, they are widened
Room unfurnished, no light for nightfall
 [bad word] for rolling you up
you know you can't get up
when you do, you swear you [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 
You [bad word] 

No one will ever save you
If no one can ever find you
No one will ever save you
If no one can ever find you
Lost girls
Lost girls
Lost girls
Lost girls