Bad Cop, Bad Cop

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Sanatçı: Bad Cop, Bad Cop

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This is the story of Victoria, just like a mourning dove
And there's no glory in dysphoria, Victoria
She couldn't cope and got a rope when she had lost all hope and didn't know what else to do
She wrote a note, an anecdote of her troubles and woes and left it in plain view
When her father arrived, letter in hand, he cried, ran out the house to find
His little girl took her life
This is the story of Victoria, just like a mourning dove (just like a mourning dove)
There's no glory in dysphoria, Victoria (yeah, Victoria)
At 13, she was unseen by her whole family, feeling discarded and ignored
She made a plan and diagrammed of how she would be damned if she had taken any more
She cannot condone living a life disowned and constantly alone
Leaving pain and strife, retribution like she did it out of spite
The little girl took her life
This is the story of Victoria, just like a mourning dove (yeah!)
There's no glory in dysphoria, Victoria (Victoria!)
This is the story of Victoria, just like a morning dove (just like a morning dove)
And there's no glory in dysphoria, Victoria
Like a morning dove, the story of
Like a morning dove, the story of
Like a morning dove, the story of
Victoria

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