She's Wild

She paints black pictures, her eyes filled with sorrow than she cries,

The curtain falls.

Raped by her life.

Left alone in these never-ending night.

Her restless times.

Sad in these hours,

These moments, she's walking down the hall.

She begins to smile...

She's going wild, oh she had a knife.

She's going wild, she's not satisfied.

Black dressed appearing, a life without feeling.

No thoughts, no love inside.

Despairing and dreaming, amazed by a bitter taste of joy, her bloody toy.

She cuts again, thens she's leaving with a trial of blood the hall and begins to cry.

All she want is to be loved.

Tonight she goes too far.

She's gone without a trace and now the curtains close again.

She's going so wild.