First published at 13:40 UTC on January 23rd, 2021.
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Track 11 from the album, "Wendy Fountain".
Let me make you cry, my dear. Tears are good for the soul. They purify it, my little Ebur. Let me fly you off to Neverland.
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Lyrics:
Talk to me and tell me your game
Walk with me; who's to blame
Hook has taken this world by storm
Pirates have stolen what's ours; its the norm
I've spent my life fighting their scorn
But we can't win when our lost boys live in sin
For how can we win when the good have no twin
How can the world be saved when there are no akin
For that's where you come in
Be a mother to our lost kids for society tortures them
Inspire those weaker and encourage them to crow
If we don't take back our world we'll be screwed for eternity
What life do you want to live
For people constantly tell me to kill myself and I have no friends
Yet when I suffer they lock me up
Please father God take away this cup
Yet not my will but yours be done
For I can't unsee these things
They're ingrained in my psychology
This world is going to burn, get out now
Time and time again I tell you but you all just insult me
What is one person worth when they are me
For I can't ignore all this pain
This my friends is my game
A mother is what this world needs and you don't care
For you are brainwashed
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