Ring of Soloman

I know a girl who couldn't handle shit
Dealt with the world and got tired of it

Cigarettes held no appeal
Drugs gave illusions, nothing was real
There was no one to put faith in
Every celebrity was a fraud
Only songs she could relate with
were the ones she wrote on guitar.
Every face acted distant
couldn't warm her cold dead heart
Anyone who would listen 
couldn't understand what set her apart

She's seen everything
Things you wouldn't fashion
Not afraid of cadavers, but the living couldn't imagine
Has to hold full control
Acting out isn't an option
Snowflakes rest only on freelancers
Palms purely reading logic.