Dance!

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Cut off my Wings 

Let me just stand 

On a string 

 

To dance for the men that laugh at the thought to fly 

 

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Not only do you cut the fairies dress to a skirt 

You cut of her ability to reach the sky 

 

Treat the fairy like a puppet 

Let her dance on her tips 

Like a ballerina who lost a toe nail 

 

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What’s missing is cutting the string 

The strings that holds her tight, captured and controlled 

 

Snap the sting to let her fall

On the legs that don’t work

 

For she only knew how to use wings

You made her use legs 

Of course she can’t dance well

In that skirt 

Short 

Short 

Skirt 

 

Never was ment to stand low as you

 

Her level was susped to be higher

 

Now shes stuck deeper than the ocean 

 

For you cut her wings 

Not the string 

 

poor girl. Can’t even stand. 

Poor girl. Can’t live alone.

Poor girl. Needs support.

Of a string. Around her legs.

Same string that’s the reason why she can’t fly.

 

Oh to be forgotten to be a fairy.

 

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