Hada

You...
Where are you going?
Who are you with?
Another Saturday... what a routine.
Going out and dancing.
Tell me what's up?
Behind that beautiful smile.

You come home tired, worn out.
You look at yourself and... where are you?
You sleep awake, high.
Anxious, my fairy.
Why are you leaving?

Yeah, try it, let it go.
Not anymore...
You're not a little girl anymore.
Lines, pills, booze.
Break the ties that are choking you.

You come home tired, worn out.
You look at yourself and... where are you?
You sleep awake, high.
Anxious, my fairy.
Why are you leaving?