Ella Bowles
Ella Bowles

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6 months ago

) Yo, Lydia in her room, chilling, watching TV, Her brother barges in, says he's gotta pee. Races to the bathroom, urgency in his stance, But oh boy, he ends up with a messy circumstance.(Chorus) In the laughter, Lydia stays composed, No need for violence, her character exposed. She scolds the crowd, sets the record straight, No shame in accidents, don't perpetuate hate.(Verse 2) Laughter echoes, but Lydia stands tall, Her brother embarrassed, against the wall. She steps up, a leader in the scene, No need for cruelty, keepin' it clean.(Bridge) Lydia's wisdom cuts through the air, A lesson for all, showing she cares. No need for mocking, no need for scorn, Respect for each other, a new norm.(Chorus) In the laughter, Lydia stays composed, No need for violence, her character exposed. She scolds the crowd, sets the record straight, No shame in accidents, don't perpetuate hate.(Outro) So let this be a tale, a story of grace, In Lydia's room, in this sacred space. No need for anger, let understanding bloom, For in empathy and love, there's plenty of room.

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6 months ago

) Yo, Lydia in her room, chilling, watching TV, Her brother barges in, says he's gotta pee. Races to the bathroom, urgency in his stance, But oh boy, he ends up with a messy circumstance.(Chorus) In the laughter, Lydia stays composed, No need for violence, her character exposed. She scolds the crowd, sets the record straight, No shame in accidents, don't perpetuate hate.(Verse 2) Laughter echoes, but Lydia stands tall, Her brother embarrassed, against the wall. She steps up, a leader in the scene, No need for cruelty, keepin' it clean.(Bridge) Lydia's wisdom cuts through the air, A lesson for all, showing she cares. No need for mocking, no need for scorn, Respect for each other, a new norm.(Chorus) In the laughter, Lydia stays composed, No need for violence, her character exposed. She scolds the crowd, sets the record straight, No shame in accidents, don't perpetuate hate.(Outro) So let this be a tale, a story of grace, In Lydia's room, in this sacred space. No need for anger, let understanding bloom, For in empathy and love, there's plenty of room.

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