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Marissa
Guest
Two beautiful girls
On a windy corner
Of a dirty street
Smiling to one another
In the fading light
With their leather boots
And dark make up
They wait
For something more, something better
Out there
Blue and black arms
Covered by bracelets
In all sorts of colors
With all sorts of charms
The predator at night
Hiding from the truth
Hiding from the light
They would pray to God
Please make it stop
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
From this shame
In the darkest night
They prayed to God
Please make it stop
On a windy corner
Of a dirty street
Smiling to one another
In the fading light
With their leather boots
And dark make up
They wait
For something more, something better
Out there
Blue and black arms
Covered by bracelets
In all sorts of colors
With all sorts of charms
The predator at night
Hiding from the truth
Hiding from the light
They would pray to God
Please make it stop
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
From this shame
In the darkest night
They prayed to God
Please make it stop