Her blood is black
But her heart is pure
And she wants a world
Where there's no hurt
Her body's weak
And she likes to think
That there's something wrong
With the way she walks
In need of help, yet she wants to sell
Another magic spell then cut her self
She's able to disable lies, pick on truths
DIE
When opinions collide
She tries to save me
Gathers lies, cuz truths are basic
Twists me around, but pays my taxes
She is smart and pink