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Molly Tha Superhero Lyrics

by Time

She reads
Fairy tales
From a book
That's what hope, offers
Her mother stays depressed
Washing away worries with soap operas [x2]

Her name was molly
Only five years old
Teacher imaginary nostradamus, predicts the little girls jail bate
Father in prison
Mother autistic, only watches television
Polite girl, uncle took her to play bumper cars
Giving courtesy waves and didn't tail gate
Molested when she was six
One parent, one child, no one to talk to stalemate
She visisted better worlds with her eyes
Told her mom it was reading
Thought she could cut the problems out by bleeding
Always wearing long sleeves to cover up the scars
During the commercials, mother would try to explain why daddy was behind
bars
But everytime she would get to the end
The TV would get her mom side tracked
And molly would go back to her imaginary friend
His name was joe
He'd follow her around wherever she would go
He was the only one to sing her happy birthday
He protected and said he loved her
Even though she didn't feel worth it for him to say
Teacher thought she was schitzophranic
Joe would often leave but always asked her to stay
She told her classmates she'd be gone by tomorrow and they were to blame
They laughed, ha, and tomorrow came
She cried in her attic
Told her mom she'd kill herself as she tied the rope proper
Through the vent she heard her mother say:
I told all my children you got one life to live
And to follow the guiding light
One day you'll wake up in a general hospital
When you die, you go to another world
But that's just the days of our lives
Just before she was going to step of the box, joe stopped her
(you know why? because)
She reads fairy tales from a book
That's what hope offers
Her mother stays depressed
Washing away worries with soap operas [x2]
With soap operas

Now she's sixteen
Mopping floors making fries with joe at burger king
Still never had a man
Just friends with benefits
Staring at herself in the mirror
Noticing joe's face and her's had a resembalence
He would always listen, never asking questions
Catching her tears in her palms, he'd give them back as diamonds
Looked over her, even when she was resting
One day, came home from job
Door slightly cracked, didn't need to use door knob
She saw joe, exstatic and he was glad to say
That in front of the television, her mom passed away
She wondered what did the truth hold
Held back the tears, camoflauging her face as neutral
She ran in her mother's room
Felt for a pulse, life, empty
Under the bed she found a journal and read the last entry
It mentioned nothing of her daddy in jail
Joe watched as she read patiently
She put her hand over her mouth and screamed as she ran to the basement
She, dug all alone with her bleeding fingernails till she found bones
Her mother murdered her father
Who was he? she had to know
She found a birth certificate in the addict
Mother low life murdering villain
Father, joe
He said, even in the afterlife I'll still be around

He said thank you and hugged her
Cause her tears in his palm and said he loved her [x2]

She reads fairy tales from a book
That's what hope offers
Her mother was laid in front of soap operas [x2]
To this day, she still works at burger king solving mysteries
And I heard she makes a dope whopper




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Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
White Lies
rin
One Direction
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
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