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Girl of sixteen whole life ahead of her,
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Slashed her wrists, bored with life.
Didn't succeed, thank the Lord,
for small mercies.
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Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again,
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Sixteen candles burn in her mind.
She takes the blame, it's always the same,
she goes down on her knees and prays.
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I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours, but I
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think that God's got a sick sense of humour, and
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when I die, I expect to find Him laughing.
Interlude: x2
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Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything,
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Found new life in Jesus Christ.
Hit by a car, ended up
On a life support machine.
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Summer's day, as she passed away,
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Birds were singing in the summer sky.
Then came the rain, and once again,
a tear fell from her mother's eye.
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours, but I
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think that God's got a sick sense of humour, and
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when I die, I expect to find Him laughing.
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours, but I
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think that God's got a sick sense of humour, and
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when I die, I expect to find Him laughing.
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