Lyrics Prologue - Georgia Anne Muldrow

It's not too bad once you get used to it
I could never get used to be in a cage since

What happened to her, to say she excaped two days ago
So what are her chances out there?
Bad, pretty bad

At this rate, keep the world off your shoulders
Stay the man child like even though the soul was older
Look to the back star no wonder why she fell home sick
Channel counts to the elders once it has been noticed
I need a soldier though she channel
Didn't know a bit before she knew it

Looking into the shadows of the cold
She stranges like a name in a row that exposed a bit
Super freaky alcoholic, let the kid smoke the dodge kid
To keep my mad super
Help the kid control the kid
Baby had a break down, broke the window she call off the pit
Hard off the paint coast thirty one thrity
Straight the tooth, straight the shut up to make her decent

All she ever wanted was to make music for the kid
Caught by the desires that made her focussed skill too
Let them lowly as gooper made up the choker fee
Standing to the sun, her domestic took the whole of it
Then and there she started to fell the metamoshosis
Placed to be star for the ancient and the holy years

Some wonder why she hold her hands so high
The point of this discussion is that she did not die, so strive
Did you know there is nowhere else
There is my way
You make the best of the situation
You will survive