Take a bite from this poisonous apple, my pretty;
You'll fall to the ground, what a shame, such a pity
When the clock strikes twelve you better run fast;
Falling down, losing your slipper made of glass
Locked away in a dark tower- got nowhere to hide;
Your long hair is cut away, I know you've cried
Fallen asleep for a whole lifetime to pass;
Waiting for that one person, waiting for him at last
Will Prince Charming come to your side and give you a kiss?
Not this time, no, he dose not exist
This fairytale is starting to fade, it will never be real
Stop dreaming princess, its just too surreal
So lay down, my beauty, and remind yourself that you can't win this fight
So goodnight, farewell, and sleep tight
