There’s a girl who hides her face
‘Cuz she’s afraid to fly,
She smokes a joint with Mary Jane,
She’s watching the world pass her by.
Her mother tells her what to do
But she always puts it off
She’s changed so much since she’s
Ceased that cigarette cough.
She can’t stand those who have it well,
Her body’s on earth, but her soul is in hell
Incoherent is her life,
She sees herself inside the knife.
She takes it in,
That magic stuff,
And lets it out,
With just a puff.
The world all a blur,
She wants to speak out,
But she’s just not sure,
Of what she’s about,
And who she should be,
She’s not in pain,
Despite this relentless misery.
But no one cares to shed a tear,
This is her home, she’ll always stay near,
Her spirit has died,
She’s swallowed her pride,
Yet her face she still hides.
Mary Jane came to play,
But the girl ran away,
From the place
That scarred her face,
She can’t erase the pain.
No matter how hard she tries to hide it,
She could always fly,
It’s a shame that she denied it,
She was too scared to hit the ground,
But it was Smack that let her down.