Whatever the woman in black does Her hands are covered by silk gloves She's a lady that looks elegant'n stylish No one knows that she lives in misery
Sometimes when she's alone in her apartment Deep in her soul she experiences her inner pain It starts with running up'n down the floor Suddenly it stops
She then cowers in a cramped position And begins gnawing on her fingernails Then continues by cutting up her already maimed And stunted hands with a razor-blade
She pounds her tortured bloody fists on the floor Unable to feel the same pain we would At the end she cries out for all she's worth Making her soar to her seventh day
Indifferent she goes to bed or watches tv Not knowing that in reality She shares that misery with many others It repeats
Year for year Month for month Day for day Hour for hour
When she was a child Her parents gave no love Only when she was sick Everybody took care of her
And now she's thirty It's still deep in her mind It returns again - n - again And it repeats
Year for year Month for month Day for day Hour for hour
When she had problems as a teenager Her parents gave no help But when she had an accident All took care of her
And now she's forty It's still deep in her mind She's controlled by muchhausen - syndrom Incurable and damned to death
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