Pockets Filled With Matches

Dictatorphone
Little girl's going out to playJust thirteen but she's looking okayGonna have some cider and a fagTell her best mate she must take a dragSo where did our sweet girl go so wrong?Did the bad man tempt her with a song?Now nobody wants the kid aroundStaying home sick, lying face downAnd if you believe everything I sayThen you deserve whatever comes your wayLittle girl's going to LAParty all night, sleeping all dayOn a plane looking for some funMake a hit film or a number oneSo where did these dreams go so wrong?Lights aren't so bright, time takes too longNow nobody wants the kid around"Get your hair cut, lose a few pounds"And if you believe everything you readDon't be complaining when it all comes crashing downLittle girl just don't care no moreSat with her back to the bathroom doorLetras de cancionesFinds herself safe between four walls..What's left to place our trust in now anyway?This small world leaves us isolatedSo what's in the fuckin' papers today?A whole load of shit that someone wants to sayRed top, blue top, independentBut someone still has to pay for it1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7Fuck the count to keep with the rhythmAll these channels I flick between... From Letras Mania