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A Lullaby
Sing me a lullaby,
Stop me asking why.
I'm sick with envy,
My heart's too heavy.
I dislike this bitter taste,
Undertaking things in haste.
All I seem to track,
Is all the things I lack.
I build up my towers,
Putting in the...
Stop me asking why.
I'm sick with envy,
My heart's too heavy.
I dislike this bitter taste,
Undertaking things in haste.
All I seem to track,
Is all the things I lack.
I build up my towers,
Putting in the...
