
Beautiful Whilst Sleeping
Born my parents' pride and joy
I was gifted things one can't ignore
Beauty and charm to get things my way
And my family's wealth to keep me hidden away
Stuck with three idoit gaurds, rather annoying
I wounder why parnets didn't know captivity was be boring
Curiosity in me grew so I tried to escape to a life that was new
Wild party animals, wondering men, strange fruit all these things I could do
Bitter drinks, bright lights are things I come to fancy
Would party by myself until some guy would ask to dance with me
Drink after drink, sniff after sniff I was influenced by the tweedle
And soon after that I fell under the needle
I layed on the couch, no pulse in my neck
He saw that an opening to give me a peck
Never told anyone that he did more
But when I awoke twin I did bore
But if anyone asks this just a tall tale
This past became false after I put on a vale
With such gifts come family secrets
That are barried with you in the casket