I could see her through the window
I regret, I couldn't sense her pain
Seeming no way out, her life collapsed
She walked by a door, no sooner abendrot fade
She would've knocked
They say, if she was a boy
She hasn't had to face same
I suppose, if she were one
She wasn't nyctophilic
She more loved the dawn
She couldn't untie her feet
Eventually tied by a stone
She didn't killed herself, murderers were us
The society, the people, you and also me
She couldn't match the harmony
She couldn't hit the pitch
She couldn't get the note right
Or maybe the song itself was a glitch
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