How old are you?
I´m older than you´ll ever be
I´ve been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don´t mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don´t suppose you´d understand
Call off the search
We´ve found her
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won´t arrest you
The world won´t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn´t do
I´m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I´m not even legal
I´m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it´s my fault?
No,Gothic Lolita
Thank you,kind sirs
You´ve made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words
I´m still afraid to say
I don´t mind telling you
Now that I´m old enought to love
I couldn´t begin to
Even if my pretty life depended on it
And funny thing,it does
Call off the search
We´ve found her
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worts nightmare
Now scream
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