Comfort 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who crys every nite? 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who never sees the light. 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who bathes in her own sorrow. 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who hopes to see tomoro. 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who screams at the thought of fear. 

Who’s going to comfort the girl, 

Who’s doesn’t want to hear.

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