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Been in pain like me

Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me

Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me ......\\\"

她昂起头颅。不同于同龄少女的细嫩脖子,她的脖子,有疤痕鳞次栉比排列组合。

眼角滑落一滴眼泪,迅速淹没在她别致的声线里。

“Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me

Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me

Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me

Do the people whisper \\\'bout you on the train like me

Saying that you shouldn\\\'t waste your pretty face like me ......“

泪珠突兀的挥洒,她用袖口擦拭,擦完依然昂首,带着她的骄傲与自尊。

“And all the people say

You can\\\'t wake up this is not a dream

You\\\'re part of a machine you are not a human being

With your face all made up living on a screen

Low on self esteem so you run on gasoline ......”

忽然,她垂下了头,她不是机器,她有感情,她不可能对周遭无动于衷!

纵容被命运肆意捉弄,纵容拼命反抗,纵容.......

怕是她命里多劫难,此生无福享。

在这监狱里,她依然低眉浅唱:

“I think there\\\'s a fault in my code

These voices won\\\'t le□□e me alone

Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold ......”

一首歌,引得一阵阵难以言喻的颓靡气息扑面而来,齐云旗彻彻底底的沦陷在这略喑哑的声线里。但是齐云旗又觉得好奇,惋惜这么个骄傲的小女孩,唱着这首意味浓烈的歌,她究竟经历过怎样的磨难?又是怎样的矛盾聚焦在她身上,导致她今日的结局?

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