Nadia Comaneci from Costume by Dynamo Stairs

No more sweet promises drowned in the rain.
Enthralled with the real worth of places that are
No more.
Remembering walks in the park.
Inflicting myself with the laws that were just
So wrong.
No more having them decide things for me.
It's just that it's something to do when I think about it.

You were such an idol to me, and I
Was waiting for you to be freed sometimes.
You were such an idol to me, and I,...

No more daisies in awe
And bouquets of roses and fern
Thrown in from above.
The bald heads that make it go 'round
While taking my pride and my purity
Straight down to the ground.
No more having them decide things for me.
It's just that it's something to do when I think about it.
Oh mom, I wonder if you'll hear this song.
It's just that it's something to do when I think about it.
When I think about it,...

You were such an idol to me, and I
Was waiting for you to be freed sometimes.
You were such an idol to me, and I,...

Yeah,...
In a courtyard I remember
Feeling lonely more than ever.
It was the day, hands delivered,
I ran over the train station.
In a courtyard I remember
Feeling lonely more than ever.
It was the day, hands delivered,
I ran over the train station.
In a courtyard I remember
Feeling lonely more than ever.
It was the day, hands delivered,
I ran over, I ran over, I ran over, I ran over,
I ran over, I ran over, I ran over, I ran over,...

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