19 May 2012
The girl in the red dress, Oh what a mess, Her hair is matted, her heart is torn, You never would've guessed she'd end up like this before.
She's a drifter now, endless and cold, With her red dress she's spotted everywhere, Always on the run from monsters that aren't there.
The girl in the red dress, Oh what a mess, How could we ever repair her?
The Girl In The Red Dress • Opuss № I