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PetitePurposeful like a pillboxNothing is wrongFor nothing does matterSpelling trouble in the cloudsAnd making trouble in cloudsThis isn't something your heart needs to knowA world of trouble falling down as snowYou feel worry and you shouldYou feel forced because you areWhere did your love for living go?Recited off of your headstone[Chorus]It was not my wish to be a slaveWhat God wants She doesEmpress of Blood andMurderess of FoolsWhat God wants She doesSweet PetiteResolute as a rainbowWhat it was and why it won't beSpelling trouble in the cloudsLetras de cancionesAnd making trouble in cloudsThis isn't something your heart needs to knowA world of trouble coming down as snowYou feel senseless and you shouldYou feel pointless for you areWhere did your hate of this life go?Rubbed it off of your headstone[Chorus]It was, oh, not my aim to be a slaveWhat God wants She doesDuchess of Blood andMurderess of FoolsWhat God wants She does From Letras Mania