I am the girl standing in the center of the room I am the girl who walked right by you without even a glance I am the girl in the room that steer you in to a quite corner I am the girl in the room who let your mind slipped into its running Treadmill of endless, circular thoughts of broken sleep and tormented, reproachful dreams.
I am the girl you soft placeumed would never give you the time of day I am the girl the have proved your soft placeumsions right I am that girl that makes you see how ugly your girlfriend is I am that girl in the room that ask your girlfriend if she works here I am the girl that will leave this room with I am the girl, the reason your girlfriend will get laid tonight I am the girl the whole performance was based upon I am the girl that let the whole night universe seemed alive With sighs and sounds and whispers and shy forays.
I am the girl in the center of the room who will never give you a glance.
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