A recycled board I dont want to be ignored Like the rest of them Im seventyfour The years count much more Than that They said she was just seventeen They said she had been through everything in this life Who would be able to tell how she feels It sounds sad A young little head Filled with horror threat I want to see inside Your ruined little pride Youve been reflected to reality Dont look like seventeen You sound like a bird in a bloom Frantic sound You sound all so sad Youve been inside of me Youve been inside of this
sound, seventeen, seventyfour, youve, recycled