Little Girl

Em G Em G

   Em                       G
My friends always tell me I get carried away
G
Sometimes I spit when I talk
G
Cuz I have so much to say
Em                         G
They don't seem to hear me but I guess it's ok
G
It's not their fault my minds working overtime with no pay
     Em
They always say the same things
         G
And it's starting to get old
G
That my head can't get sick
G
It can't catch a cold
   Em
I scratch and I pick
G
My insecurities poke
G
My fears, my anxiety, a voice that provokes
       Em                     G
Take a walk, clear your head, breathe in count to ten
G
Cuz on the first page of life written in red
Em          G
You'll never make it here if you don't learn how to bend

       G                             C
Don't speak unless you're spoken to, little girl
Em                               C
Someday you will find your place in the world
    G
But ladies don't get dirty
C                                      Em
Someday you'll learn to fill the empty space
       C
With empty faith

    Em                       G
Everyday feels like a battle and I always get hurt
G
I was frequently told violence was never the answer
    Em                 G
But life doesn't abide by the rules of a child
G
I don't know how to fight only taught how to surrender
          Em                       G
There's a certain kind of darkness that does a reaping
G
It usually takes you right before you are sleeping
          Em                G
Is it the crack in the door that it finds a way to creep in?
G
Or the crack in your brain that wants you to drop dead
   Em                           G
I don't remember what it's like to see with clear vision
G
I awake every morning like the dead has arisen
        Em                         G
I don't have to think this body of mine is a prison
G
You don't control me I just gotta find the light switch
        Em                      G
But the more that I look the further I get
G
You're the only thing about me that needs to be fixed
            Em                    G
Cuz on the first page of life written in fine print
G
Stop looking for light, live it instead

       G                             C
Don't speak unless you're spoken to, little girl
Em                               C
Someday you will find your place in the world
    G
But ladies don't get dirty
C                                      Em
Someday you'll learn to fill the empty space
       C
With empty faith

   G
My mind is a mess but I love it none the less
     C
They tell me to hush but my words are all that's left
          Em
So on the last page of life written in gold
      C
Don't waste it always doing what you're told

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