the cult
splunge/relapse
Her frail friend was drowning once again A helping hand to ease the pain Taken on the troubles of her friend She's Joan of Arc encarnate, right girl profound I believe in her, believe in her, believe in her Her velvet tears are so sincere She wise beyond her years and doesn't know that yet Yea she's far too young to notice or even care I believe in her, believe in her, believe in her Her velvet tears are so sincere Yea they talk cheaply when her back is turned But their lives are so shallow with self concern I need her, believe in her, yea, I need her I believe in her I believe in her, yea I need her Her velvet tears are ... Yea I believe in her so sincere I believe in her I believe You know I need her Yea I need her I believe I believe I believe in her