. . . Spin, spin, spin My child all your precious little fantasies, Run, run, run Away before they find that you're the future queen, Go, go, go Someplace big enough for you and your trunk of dreams, Live, live, live A little 'fore you die, being stabbed in the back with a knife, You see betrayals so sour only' cause it tells you the sweetest ones, They lied. So, Flee, flee, flee Somewhere, where your auburn lockes and the tugs of the wind will always play, Leave, leave, leave My dear, before the crown you just tried, will be placed upon you a second time, Lie, lie, lie My child, never speak of where you've come from. For the people here do heinous things, once the dark settles in, With a touch of witchcraft, in their cursed little lairs, Who knows what they could do with a strand of your hair. So abandon us and build a life elsewhere, Don't worry about me or how ill fair. They'll call it treason, I'll call it care, They can't have the monarch's head, If there's no heir... ~chi♡ #pplkeeptryingtokilltheprincess#ifeelbadforher#she'snotevenreal#alsoimadeppltrytokillher#toobad♡ https://www.instagram.com/p/CQs2U89h9rf/?utm_medium=tumblr