she’s so tired of waking up so tired   dark circles under her eyes she’s so tired.   thinkin’ God forgot to put her wires together like MacGyver   but her smile shines well of a thousand watts and higher   desire to go out without assistance   they’re afraid an episode is inevitable   seven months old the first storm   mother and father in tears over the crib watchin’ their first born   as her retinas flutter, body shivers   gift or a curse, its what the good doctor delivered   efforts to cope they holder at 9 years old   nine years strong they hold her down when she convulse   check her pulse its beats her down whole heartedly   was tranquil and quiet prior to her starting to seize   what dis-ease, tryin’ to communicate through a channel   she blew a fuse and lost the signal when it was scrambled      she’s a lot like us in a billion ways   every day seems the same   round and round, ’round the way   and when I think about it, I wanna turn my face   when the beast sinks its teeth in we run      she hates what she she’s in the mirror, nervous   can’t understand why she can’t cheer up its not workin’   and I could get a little slimmer   is what she thinks in front of her body framed just left of the school pictures   more junk food down the chute chuck it in the garbage   sloppily treating her body like dumpster then she vomits   violently doubled over then wash up the bile   and be ghost quicker then anybody would ever notice   ten pounds less and still goin’   chipper in front of her friends the binge is well kept   her face is sunk in there’s not much else left   of her self esteem one too many failed attempts   with vanity bad as her teeth she knows she can’t keep this up   she’s turning into what she eats   depressed and thinks she’s fat no matter what   across from shrink hysterically cryin’ sayin’ I had enough      but when I think about it, it makes me turn my face   when the beast sinks his teeth in we run   we are a lot like her in a billion ways   born an age ago and lived a billion days      we still take one step forward and two steps back   there ain’t no pill that I know gonna bring her back      so scandalous a vampire on beat   in the heat of the night she’s admired   from a distance through a slab of glass   in the eyes of man who pays cash for ass   he pulls up alongside and asks how much   and she replies twenty for a blow fifty for a   only eighteen still a child she climbs in hikes it up   he slides in and then busts      chorus 1*