Out for stones, the block is rigged.
A girl named Syd, she tends to bid.
No more cries, I face defeat.
A girl who thinks she's from the streets.
To pass the time, her legs are weak.
For truth, she'll be the one to speak.
Ignore her gestures, it was just a show.
Finally I say, "I got to go!"
No more love, I hit the ground.
Just as when her smiles turn to frowns.
No more weight, I made this day.
At around the time she began to pray.
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