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Please tell me mom that things get easier, when will I breathe easier?Please tell me mom the sun gets hot again, when will I know my friends again?How old must I get before I'm young and innocent again mother? I can't take much more of this...
I'm being picked up by my tail with fury, but to no avail.I'm being pawed at like some prey. I scurry, but captured anyway.How old must I get before I'm young and innocent again mother? I can't take much more of this...
I'm not old, but I understand we're building ships in quicksand.We're sitting ducks in quicksand.We're drawing lines in quicksand.We're building ships in quicksand.
I'm not saying that there's anything owed to me, but I will say I want more.I'm not saying there's a building conspiracy, but I won't unlock the door.How old must I get before I'm young and innocent again mother? I can't take much more of this...
I'm not old, but I understand, we're building ships in quicksand.We're sitting ducks in quicksand.We're drawing' lines in quicksand.We're building ships in quicksand
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