Seen better days
She will confess
Her smile wrinkled by time
Each scar she bears
Tells its own tales
Of vanity and deception

Rain is rare
But when it falls
It feeds her [bad word] skin
That has attracted men 
Like filthy thoughts
She’ll [bad word] them at her whim

Southern city, 
Fragrance of the pines
The sweet scent of [bad word] 
The pledge of the divine

She’s seen it all
The rise and fall
She beds her head upon the bones
Of those who sold
Their mortal souls
To walk among her stones
To walk among her stones
To walk among her stones

Nothing about her is like it seems
She ignites then destroys a million dreams

Southern city, 
Fragrance of the pines
The sweet scent of [bad word] 
The pledge of the divine

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Nothing about her is like it seems
She destroys and ignites a million dreams

Southern city, 
Fragrance of the pines
The sweet scent of [bad word] 
The pledge of the divine