I've got a fairytale
Here you've got it
I've got a fairytale honey
You've got it
There was a little girl
Inside a wood box
A little princess on her own
Dying for a way home, for a way home
She had to follow his way
And everything turned better than on their own
And life began to turn their spirits on
One day trouble came
Notice in inbox
Like a call out from the crew
Just fake door knocks, fake door knocks
And then some drugs
They had to quit their own way
And everything turned better on their own
And life began to turn their spirits on
Incommunication laid them at their bones
And life became so sad and rusty
So how a girl and a boy
Full of hopes and joy
Had to quit their own way
And set their lives away