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de Martina Topley-Bird

They pull up our chairs to the table.
She stares at the food on her plate
At the toast and the butter, her father and mother,
She pushes away.

And they rise in the morning,
And they sleep in the dark.
And even though nobody's looking,
She's falling apart.

She gets home from school too early
And closes the door to her room
There's nothing inside her,
She's weak and she's tired of feeling like this.

And they rise in the morning,
And they sleep in the dark.
And even though nobody's looking,
She's falling apart.

They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason
She looks at her arms and she rolls down her sleeves
And her mother is starting to see through her lies
And last night her father had tears in his eyes.

And they rise in the morning,
And they sleep in the dark.
And even though nobody's looking,
She's falling apart.

And we rise in the morning
And we sleep in the dark
And even though nobody's looking,
She's falling apart.

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