Shut up and Go To Your Room, Pray and Get Into The Bed.
You do not see that the seven are already, and early morning.
This is how my parents scream at me, and they look at me with anger.
And I Have To Leave, With Tears In The Eyes.
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I would like to play with them, but they are always talking.
Of Things That I Do not Understand, And Leave Me Waiting.
I would like to play with them, but they are always talking.
Of Things That I Do not Understand, And Leave Me Waiting.
I Look At My Little Brothers, With Them They Always Smile.
They never speak to screams, and they give them what they ask.
-Chorus-
Somebody Said Me At School, That Even If I Call You Parents.
Not You See The Same Cradle, Nor I Carry The Same Blood.
I Do not Understand Those Things, They Say That It Is The Destination.
That some live with their parents, and others with their godparents.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)