12.Big Girl Little Girl
big girl little girl you're a rip curl
tearing your way through this big world
i know you're mad,you're on a warpath
but you know you don't want to bury more friends
and we could be friends
i wish that we were friends
but you can't stop seeing us as the enemy
big girl it's hell being unwell
you know you're stuck,where you fell
your words give birth like rosemary
you know you don't want to bury more friends
and we could be friends
i wish that we were friends
but you can't stop seeing us as the enemy.
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