Once upon a time, on the North Shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a quaint house.With lots of woods and gardens to get lost in. On these grounds lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went beyond the walls of the grounds and found the world.
3.7.12
Judgement Day
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make.
It's funny
I spent my whole life wanting to be talked about.
I did it,
Just about everything
except my name in lights.
Was it all worth it
And how did I earn it.
Nobody's perfect
I guess I deserve it.
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make.
Does this get any better.
Should I carry on,
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter.
It's funny,
How everybody mentions my name
But they're never very nice.
I took it,
Just about everything
Except my own advice.
How high are the stakes.
How much fortune can you make.
Should I carry on,
Will it matter when I'm gone./MDNA

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